This says to me: Don't come between a man and his sippy cup. ;)
So I didn't just trim Evan this time. He now has a bonafied little boys haircut. I cannot believe I just trimmed it a month ago and it was already a big mop. Something in the landfill water? (he he he). Then we have the Predators v. Red Wings game we attended last Saturday with Aunt Nanci and Uncle Matt. We heading up to our seats in top deck when a Preds Rep stopped us to give us tickets 2 rows behind the Red Wings! oh, on center ice! (we still like our tickets better for seeing the whole rink). We had a blast down there so close and Evan was completely mesmerized by the jumbo tron (of which he appeared again but we didn't get a picture :( boo). Lastly, I often leave Evan to explore by himself, this time in the kitchen (he's walking 70% of the time now fyi). There was only laundry in there and he was 'playing' with a 'secure' q-tip holder (i know, my husband is CRINGING right now with you, that I'm typing this). I was of course conducting official fb business or something important like that when I realized, something was wrong... SILENCE. I took the 10 steps to the kitchen to find... THIS:



















































