Smaller years.

Today I went with Pop to get a haircut.
While we were there, I reflected on the first time my sister and I gave Ethan a haircut. Ethan was probably about two years old, one of the two cutest babies ever. We all sat on the bathroom floor, as my sister attempted to cut Ethan's hair with one our electric buzz haircutters (what are these things really called?). The absolute best part of this particular memory, was when we pulled out all of the nail polish under the sink. We took off the caps and let Ethan paint all over our legs so he wouldn't get scared of the loud buzzing. He couldn't decide if he wanted to pay attention to what was being done to his head as my sister tried to cut his hair, or if he just wanted to enjoy painting all over his mom and aunt. The event ended with Ethan having a good looking haircut, and my sister and I having quite colorful legs.
Kids are so great. I can't wait to hang out with more of them.

<3 Erin