winded and a little out of shape

I love going on hikes around Portland. This is the first one we carried Scarlett on...she now loves her carrier. We were worried for a while there. We headed up to Larch Mountain and hiked to Sherrard point where you can view 4? mountains. There were signs for which mountains were in which directions, but honestly, I had no idea what I was looking at.

Nonetheless, it was beautiful. Mt. St. Helens is somewhere out in this direction...

Look at Scarlett's tongue in the top right. I love her. And there is nothing cuter than babies with stripie legs...except for babies with stripie legs and shoes on. Love it. 

The Barnette's came and braved it with 3 week old Sterling.  Chandler practically ran the 1/2 mile hike...that's like a 5k when your legs are so short!

Brandon GQing it up with a baby in his jacket! Haha.

We headed on over to the Vista House since it was on our way back home. Awesome views with tiny boats that looked like toys. I felt a little like Godzilla. {Raaaawwrr! Crunch crunch crunch.}

Babies!

I have to admit--Oregon is beautiful. In the summer. And in the summer only.

scarlett schmarlett

I hear this more than you would think, "She looks nothing like you." Yup, I know.

Because she looks exactly like this guy.

And I love it.

because ya'll asked so nicely

Here it is...a blurry picture of my hair.

What?!? Didn't you have this haircut before, Julie?

Ha Ha {pronounced all Nelson-esque (If you don't watch the Simpson's forget it)}. All that build up for nothing! ehehehe.

The best part is...it takes HALF the time to do my hair in the morning. Score! And I sleep so much better. The salon lady had never heard of anyone cutting their hair because they couldn't stand sleeping on it--it seriously drives me crazy!

i took the plunge

I have been wanting to cut my hair...oh, since I started growing it out. I made a deal with myself that I could cut it as soon as I reached a certain goal. I've almost reached it--I call it good enough anyway.

One problemo: Michael likes my long hair. For the first time in my life, I felt guilty about cutting my hair. I guess I came home one too many times with short hair without telling Michael where I was going. For example, I was sitting on the couch after I got my faux hawk cut, circa 2008. The first words out of his mouth as he walked through the front door was, "What did you do?!" I haven't done that to the poor boy since. But my hair was insanely cute, and I'd do it again if my face ever decides to skinny it on up.

Straw #1. I hate sleeping on long hair.

Straw #2. Scarlett's knew thing is rubbing her face in my shoulder and lovingly adding boogers to my newly laundered outfit and freshly washed hair.

Straw #3. Scarlett likes to keep a death grip on my hair.

Straw #4. It's hot.

Straw #5. I never do my hair anymore. Right up into a ponytail.

Straw #Last. My hair has been falling out by the handfuls since July, and I am sick of cleaning the bathroom floor after every time I do my hair.

No, no. This is not my bathroom floor. Although it is a pretty close competitor. This is all the hair I got lopped off...after Michael convinced me to get it cut--or more or less chased me around trying to chop my hair off with a pair of Kitchenaid scissors so I would have to go get it cut because he was sick of me asking every two seconds, "Can I get my hair cut?" I have such a great husband.

What?

You wanted to see my hair?!

Muahahahaha!

fart

I needed something big for the wall in our family room. It needed to be cheap. Oh, and it also had to match our blue and orange thing going on. I liked this piece from Target. But for $70...I don't think so...

So, I got to thinking (a very dangerous task I might add) and paint samples are free, right? Lowe's must love me. I stole 200+ of these guys. But is it really stealing if they are free?

I haven't used my old drawing board in oh, 3 years? It was already framed (so it wouldn't warp when wet. Eh, nevermind...it's too long of an explanation). Paint chips + old drawing board + spray glue + sandpaper + paint

= Free Art.

Or Fart, as Michael would call it.

how have you been obedient?

Primary Kid #1: I was careful with my baby sister, because my mom said to be careful with babies.

Primary Kid #2: You shouldn't do Kung Fu to babies, because they might not like...get it.

they grow up so fast

I swear I blinked after I gave birth, and now Scarlett is four months old! What the heck?! In celebration, Scarlett decided she wanted to start a BLOG. Oh man, she's probably going to have her own I-phone before she's one.

We've created a monster.