Dapper Kiddos

We took these pictures a week ago Sunday. The boys were just too handsome with their freshly combed Sunday morning hair and their fancy clothes to not do a photo shoot:

We had ALMOST everyone looking at the camera...

...but not all at the same time. And then Andrew got too silly:

... so we had to give up. But they're cute pics anyway!

(I love Hyrum here trying to re-direct Andrew's focus, and Sam trying to help Enoch stand up! Precious!)

Pyogenic Granuloma

Back in July, I got a blood blister from pinching my thumb while loading the baby car seat into it's base. I picked idly at it with a safety pin one day, and it bled horribly. After a week or so, it looked like it was healing, but then it swelled and re-opened and bled horribly again. It has gone through this irritating cycle every few weeks for the past few months. Well, last week I decided I was sick of it and set an appointment with a dermatologist for today. Turns out it is a pyogenic granuloma, which had to be surgically removed and sent off to be biopsied! Now I have four stitches in my thumb and an enormous pink bandage to boot. I've never had stitches before that I can remember, let alone on my right hand-- this will be an interesting couple of weeks as I learn to do things left-handed for a spell!

Great Hair

Although I don't think he'd own to it, my husband has GREAT HAIR. It is thick and healthy and springy, and he has passed it on to most of our 5 boys (we're still waiting to see what Enoch's hair will do as it matures--right now it sticks up at a point right on the crown of his head, reminiscent of baby Jack-Jack in The Incredibles). Hyrum's hair is an exact duplicate of his dad's, while Andrew's has a darling cowlick right in front (I had to look up how to spell that, but it is "cowlick," a tuft of hair turned up or awry, as if licked by a cow). Samuel's has stuck straight up all over his whole head since the day he was born. With water, hairspray and a comb, I can get it to do this for about five minutes, but then it springs right back to it's original upright position:

Notice how it is still not completely flat? Hopeless! But nonetheless, I think it is great hair. Caleb is old enough now that he is starting to form an opinion about how he wants his hair to look. He keeps asking me to comb it so it stands up like Sam's:

We've never left the house with it looking like that, but he sure feels "cool" this way, and when you are a 4-year-old boy stuck in the middle of a family of 5 little boys, feeling cool is very important. And I just had to put this one in, the face was too cute!