#Marketing works: Ava, seeing new box of muscle ointment in the bathroom: "Is this new non-drowsy Allegra?" Wait until she's reading...

Seattle's rain is back, signaling fall. Let the hat & fleece wearing & cocoa drinking begin. Kidding: I did that stuff all summer too.

Celebrating 10 years of marriage & 18 years of coupledom! No, autocorrect, not 'boredom'. My blessing cup runneth over.

Neighborhood kids festival!

Spent a lovely afternoon expecting rain but enjoying sunbreaks at a neighborhood festival with the family. Bouncy houses, face painting and park play equipment = kiddie heaven.

Real big boy haircut

The battles to brush and comb Dylan's hair have been becoming more frequent. Also, his penchant for dropping fistfuls of sand into it while playing have left us waking up on top of gritty sheets some mornings after he climbs into our bed in the wee hours. So we decided to take it all off this morning.

Before... 

We had to tag-team to get the clippers even close to Dylan's bobblehead.

It took several passes with successively smaller clipper guards. 

 Needless to say, Dylan hated the buzz of the clippers and the click of the scissors and struggled off and on the whole time, in between the few quiet moments we finagled by putting Caillou, Dora and Diego videos on my Nook Color or letting him play toddler puzzle games on my Android phone.

But check out the after picture! Who is that big kid?!

And you can really see the resemblance with J. now.

Dylan on the left, age 21 months. J. on the right, 35+ years ago at Disneyland. Genes are a funny thing.