Total hypocrite

So it's midnight and I'm wishing I could fall asleep in my fabulous bed and have crazy, random dreams but apparently my body has decided to pull an all-nighter and not allow sleep to even enter the picture.
So here I sit. I was hoping the computer would numb my mind/body enough to at least make me a little bit drowsy, but so far it has only succeeded in giving me feelings of nausea from the unnatural lighting.
I figured I would try to see the positive side of the situation by telling myself that I can now catch up on all the blogs of my friends... only to be devastatingly disappointed at the fact that many of my friends haven't updated their blogs for months *cough, cough, Jeanette, cough, cough*, if not years *cough, Sara and Kevin, cough cough*.

Don't you realize that my current need for entertainment at this very hour is far more important than whatever has kept you from updating your blogs?!? I mean really?!? Who do you think you are?!? Really guys, so selfish. I, for one, care more about entertaining my beloved friends and family than doing those "important" things in life like cleaning, cooking, and bathing my children. I only hope that my example will be enough to teach others to do the same, and that my words tonight will lead to unimaginable entertainment for myself.

Please feel free to enjoy this video of one of the cutest kids in the world.





P.S. You're welcome.

TO BE BLONDE, OR NOT TO BE BLONDE......

That WAS the question.

I have been a blonde since the day I was born and loved my golden locks. However.... there was always this little part of me that was jealous of redheads and their unique, gorgeous color. Blame it on the movie The Last Unicorn (the strawberry blonde prince had me at hello), or the fabulous Alison Sudol (lead singer of A Fine Frenzy), whatever it was... the desire was there and a few weeks ago I decided to make it a reality. *Disclaimer... anyone out there wanting to do something drastically different with your hair, please go to a trusted professional.*
I will be the first to admit that it started out rocky-after all I had never dyed my own hair before- but thanks to my wonderful husband rushing to the store to get some more color (my first try was disastrous) I think it turned out all right. A little more punk-rock than I expected, but all right.



My wonderful hairdressers (trusted friend, and sister-in-law) Jessica and Lindsay were kind enough to not chew me out for doing it myself and in fact, even gave me some tips and ideas on how to keep it nice and some warnings that it may fade fast. Apparently red fades faster than any other color. I figured that they meant after a few weeks or so, but fade fast is definitely an understatement when it comes to my hair. Apparently my blonde hair enjoyed being blonde and did not like the fact that it was not asked for it's opinion on changing colors and has since decided to rebel. The color is not only fading fast, but now has many blonde "highlights" as well.




I colored my hair about two weeks ago and since then it has been 3 different shades of red. I figure in another few weeks or so my natural blonde will have defeated the red color and the fact that I was once a red head will only be a thing of myth or legend. Ahh... Legend. Such a good movie. If you couldn't tell I sort of had a thing for Unicorns when I was little. What?!? Like you didn't?

Monkey see.... monkey adorable!!!

My sweet little Blayne melts my heart, but when it comes time for number two....LOOK OUT! It's as if someone has lit several stink bombs and sealed off all the air vents, leaving you with a hideous stench that is enough to make someone with a sensitive gag reflex go crazy. The other day was no exception, he had quite the doozy. So... to keep my gag reflex in check I decided to plug my nose with my upper lip so I wouldn't breathe the stench in. *This is also how I hold my breathe while swimming, it's leaves both hands free and keeps water from going up your nose. Amara knows what I'm talking about, and can testify how truly genius this is, no mater how unattractive.*
Anyway, back to the poo-poo bomber.....
so there I am changing his diaper as fast as my hands can go (while he flails his little body), and plugging my nose, when suddenly he stops flailing and begins giggling. Then before I know it his little upper lip is struggling with all it's might to reach his own nose, and his little eyes are bugging with the strain of it all. After a few tries he finally gets it and it is now one of his favorite tricks to show off.

His other new tricks...
-walking like a pro
-and saying "hi"

Oh, how they grow!






*Enjoy the video, but please ignore my man voice/laugh*

Ode to Blayne

When I was younger and I would play pretend, I always pretended to be a guy named Blayne. Blayne was this tough, suave guy that everyone looked up to. Although he is really young, I can tell that he is turning out to be that kind of guy. Although Xander has a great smile, something about Blayne's makes my heart melt. I love this little kid. When I come home and sit down Blayne crawls right up to me and rests his head on my lap. When I am laying on the floor, he will crawl over and lay his head on my chest and just look at me. I love this kid. I love Xander and feel grateful to have two healthy kids. But it is nice to have a calm kid to balance out the energetic one. I love the balance between the two. Thanks Codi for popping out two great ones.

Personalities

We finally decided to get some pictures of Blayne after realizing I did not have any pictures of Blayne in my office. I love the pictures that show our nuggets and their personalities.

Xander- fun, happy and loving


Blayne- considerate, sweet and calm

The Beck Curse

I think it is just a fact now that the Beck's don't have the greatest hair. Ok, maybe our hair is ok, we are not going to go bald, we may grey early but the curse I speak about is the Beck cowlick.

A cowlick is a section of hair that stands straight up or lies at an angle at odds with the style in which the rest of an individual's hair is worn. Cowlicks appear when the growth direction of the hair forms a spiral pattern. The term "cowlick" originates from the domestic bovine's habit of licking its young, which results in a swirling pattern in the hair. The most common site of a human cowlick is in the crown, but they can show up anywhere. They also sometimes appear in front of the head and back.

And this is exactly what Xander has, TWO COWLICKS.

So I guess Xander was so sick and tired of his cowlick that he decided to take matters into his own hand. The pictures speak for themselves.




P.S. I just realized what was on the shirt when he did the deed? Coincidence, I think not.

On the Road AGAIN!!!

It seems like we have been in a constant transition of loading to unloading to loading again. We were only in Enid for 9 months before I got moved again. This time we are in the middle of the Ozarks. We just moved in, literally, last night at 11 to Fayetteville, AR, home of the Razorbacks. The city looks great and the house we found is a definite upgrade than our last. We will post some pictures later!!!