Firsts

Yesterday was a day of firsts for Weston. It wasn't supposed to be an eventful day, but sometimes you can't plan these things as well as you might like, therefore I didn't have my camera.
1. He held and played with his first roly poly. For some reason we don't have roly polys in our yard, so while playing in our friend's front yard (they weren't home, but we had some time to kill, thanks for not caring that we trespassed Miller's) we found one. It was a stubborn one and didn't want to roll up into a ball, but Weston loved having it crawl all over his hands and up his arms. He thought it tickled. :)
2. Weston got his first chiropractic adjustment. I went to the chiropractor (our friend, Jared Miller) because I have been having really sharp horrible back pain. Blah. Anyway, it is feeling better, not gone, but better. After he was done adjusting me he did a little on Weston. He said "Jared fixed my back!" for the next 10 minutes.
3. He was really hungry for dinner and ate a normal portion amount for his size! Ok, I'm sure this wasn't a total first, but it's pretty darn rare, so I was stoked. He was hungry because he pretty much refused lunch and therefore didn't get anything to eat or drink (except water) until dinner. I'm attempting to teach him that mealtime is when we eat, not snacks all day long. Ah parenting...
4. Weston got his first bee sting, or more accurately, wasp sting. Poor kid. We played at the Burton's house after the chiropractor appointment and as we were leaving Weston got stung. I didn't see it happen. He just started crying and I saw the wasp right next to him then fly away. It was kind of funny because he really didn't understand. The first thing he said when he stopped crying was "What happened?" I explained that the wasp stung him because he was scared since Weston is so much bigger than him. Weston seemed to accept that, but still commented the entire way home. . . "that stinkin wasp hurt me" "he scared of me?" "I scared of him" "I try to hold that stinkin wasp". It was an ongoing thing. He calmed down pretty quick and didn't even leave the bandaid on the whole way home. Here he is showing off his battle scar. You can't really see it, but its just a little red dot on his palm.
Happy news and sad news from the life and times of Shannon:
Sad news first, as always. I like to end on the happy note. Ok, it's really not that tragic, but I stupidly attempted to cut my own bangs. I know what you're thinking "didn't you learn your lesson in 7th grade?" Yes, well it had been awhile and I really thought I was much more capable 12 years later. Alas, this is not the case. I got my hair trimmed on Saturday but I didn't like the way my bangs looked. They kept falling in my eyes and it was driving me crazy so I thought that if I trimmed them a little then they wouldn't be so annoying. Well, silly me. Here's the damage. I keep reminding myself (and Ian) that they will grow out quickly. Ugh.
I know, you're on pins and needles about what the happy news is. Well, it is also pretty trivial. I just am such a nerd and get such a thrill doing my fun bargain shopping. I got a better deal than I even realized today. I went to Target to return yet another dress that shrunk much too small for me to ever wear again (after only wearing it once) and also to do a little shopping for a certain someone's upcoming birthday.
I always scan the sales racks when I'm at Target (or any store really). They had some jeans on sale. I grabbed a pair that was in my size and was on clearance for $6. I figured if they were remotely cute I would by them. Then I found another cuter pair on sale for $20. Not too bad, so lo and behold they were both really cute and fit! As I finished up my shopping I debated with myself if I should even bother trying to return the dress. Since usually, shrinking the clothing item in the wash is not a valid reason to return something, but I finally decided the worst thing they could say is no. Sure enough they let me exchange it for the jeans!
Wait for it, wait for it. I got home and went to re-try on both pairs of jeans and I looked at the receipt and discovered the $20 jeans were also on clearance for $7! That means I got two pairs of jeans for $13. I'm so proud of myself. Plus I returned the dress, so really I didn't spend any additional money for them. :) Don't you love my shopping logic? Thanks for that Mom! Anyway, sorry my bargain hunting story is so long winded. I will try to be more concise next time. It has been a good couple of days and we are building/putting up our new fence this weekend. I can't wait for it to be done and have a private backyard finally!