Here is Fraser sporting his cool new summer haircut which he was very very good about getting, which I think looks just adorable on him, and which is sure to horrify his Keekey. He looks so much older with his hair cut it is a little sad for me, but with the heat and humidity here, and with the amount of time I spend picking bugs off his head after he crawls around in the raspberry bushes, this was really the only cut that made sense. Amazingly, he still gets some serious bed head. Some forces of nature just can't be stopped.


Hammie is being very good natured about posing for this (I personally think) adorable picture with his brother, especially since Fraser is in a "No Pictures Please" phase and it took many shots of Fraser looking backward, hiding his face and getting up from the bench and running across the lawn before I got him to hold still long enough to get this shot. (In the picture with the tractor Fraser is shaking his hands in his "All Done" sign and saying "NO camera mommy, all done pictures!")


Hammie, not wishing to be outdone by Fraser's new haircut and not being old enough for a haircut of his own, has chosen this week to begin crawling. It's not pretty, he kind of looks like a three legged frog trying to half hop, half lurch his way forward, and he can only reach a vague approximation of where he intends to go (which really irritates him) but I can no longer count on him being in the same place (or same room) where I put him down, so I think this qualifies as crawling.


Hammie is also starting to really display his own unique personality, which I think will be quite different from his brother. When Fraser learned to crawl and to walk he just one day decided, "Yes, this is it, today I will walk/crawl" and that was it. He waited until he was fully capable of performing the desired action and then executed it with little trouble. Hammie, on the other hand, seems a bit more scrappy. Hammie wakes up and thinks "Today I really want to eat Mommy's flip flops" and he is getting across the carpet to those shoes come hell or high water. Hammie is also already desperately trying to follow Fraser around the house and the yard, which Fraser already seems to find a little annoying. It is so sad and so sweet at the same time.


Fraser has begun to make the transition from calling me Mama to calling me Mommy. It is nice, of course, that his speech is developing further, but it is a little sad for me too. He just sounds like a little boy instead of a baby when he says Mommy, and I know the next step is the abbreviated and far less adorable "Mom." Recently I mentioned to Andy that I feel like the boys are just growing up so fast and I have had to stop listening to the country station in the car since any song about children growing up is enough to reduce me to a sobbing puddle (Think: Trace Adkins, "You're Gonna Miss This"). So, in addition to a lot of hair cutting and crawling there has been a lot of eye rolling in our house this week.

P.S. - For the non-country crowd these are the lyrics:

She was staring out the window
Of their SUV
Complaining, saying,
I cant wait to turn 18
She said, "I'll make my own money"
And I'll make my own rules"
Mama put the car in park
Out there in front of the school
And she kissed her head
And said 'I was just like you"

You're going to miss this
You're going to want this back
You're going to wish these days
Hadn't gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you're going to miss this

Before she knows it
She's a brand new bride
In her one bedroom apartment
And her daddy stops by
He tells her "It's a nice place"
She says "It'll do for now"
Starts talking about babies
And buying a house
Daddy shakes his head
And says "Baby just slow down"

Cause You're going to miss this
You're going to want this back
You're going to wish these days
Hadn't gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you're going to miss this

Five years later
There's a plumber
Working on the water heater
Dogs barking, phones ringing
One kids crying, one kids screaming
She keeps apologizing
He says "They don't bother me.
I've got two babies of my own.
One's 36, one's 23.It's hard to believe..."

But You're going to miss this
You're going to want this back
You're going to wish these days
Hadn't gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you're going to miss this
You're going to miss this
Yeah you're going to miss this