Bald Beautiful Boys

Well…not completely bald- but pretty dang close!

Here it goes:

Early yesterday morning, I loaded up the kids- decked out in their green- and headed to the hair salon. Thought this picture was hilarious and totally non-scripted. They all walked in, grabbed a mag, and sat down by each other.

 

Andrew, Savannah, Ethan, Benjamin- with a classy little sit down and a nice read.

 

“MOM! Just think of the fun styles I could make on myself and my brothers with all of this product!!!”… ummm, NO. Sorry Sav. No can do.

 

Ben’s up first with a #4 guard on the clippers. Sav got him good in several spots!

 

Andrew up next with a #3 guard. SHEESH! His mauling was the WORST, by far.

 

Not sure what to think about it…

 

All smiles

 

 

Ethan was last. I actually left it up to him, whether or not he wanted a buzz cut like his brothers~ and sure enough, he hopped right on up into that chair. He had a #5 guard.

 

 

Oh my. Oh my. God love you and those BIG, beautiful foreheads! Gotta love genetics! Sorry, dudes- you can thank your Mama AND Daddy for that one. You’ve got it on BOTH sides! ;) LOL. Funny that all 3 of their hairlines do the exact same thing: slant up from the left to the right.

My 3 bald and beautiful boys. (Andrew, Ben, Ethan)

 

“Caused by MYYYY handiwork!” ~ Savi Scissorhands (2011)

(And no, Miss Priss was NOT rewarded with a haircut- which she loves. She’s gonna have to sport her inch long sections with pride.)

 

We had a VERY busy morning- after the hair trimmage, we took Shiloh to the vet and pet store. Then we hit up McDonalds for some grub and play time. After a nice nap---we met Daddy at our new favorite place: Texas Roadhouse. (the place itself isn’t new, but we’ve been going there a LOT lately!)

The kids LOVE standing at the window, watching the meat on the grill. The cooks behind the grill- love making the flames roar for the kiddos. Pretty sure the Steece Quads are known by name here. Ha!

 

My little Irish boy just had to get himself a green beer (ick!)

 

Endless peanuts and warm rolls with cinnamon butter- what more could you ask for in a place??!!! (me, Drew, and Benny)

 

Joe, Sav, and E-bud

 

Good times celebratin’ St. Paddy’s with our wee little leprechauns. The Steece family is *LUCKY* for sure…but I would much rather use the word: “BLESSED!”

St. Patrick’s Day is special to our family for many reasons… we also remember it as the day that Joe’s grandmother (Grammy Tracy), ventured on over to life on the other side. And with Joe’s fam, being of Irish Catholic origin, what an appropriate send off celebration for the matriarch of their family?!! The Irish surname “Tracy”, translates to “fighter”…and Grammy Tracy fought that cancer with all her might. Yesterday marked the 9th anniversary of her passing and we celebrated the life of the woman we (me and the kids) never knew. We love you, Great Grammy, and look forward to meeting you in the blue skies above.

 

And, being the ridiculously positive person that I try to be (but fail miserably sometimes)- I had to post this Irish blessing. LOVE IT:

“May flowers always line your path and sunshine light your day.
May songbirds serenade you every step along the way.
May a rainbow run beside you in a sky that's always blue.
And may happiness fill your heart each day your whole life through.”