Toot and Kahmen

King Tut (Tutankhamun or Toot and Kahmen according to Chase) came to SF.  I was really debating whether or not to go.  It sounded cool, but I remembered how I felt in the Egyptian wing at the Met.  I would usually walk right through most of it.  Ok, I would stop at the Temple of Dendur, but quite possibly I just stopped to admire the high ceilings and the enormous glass windows and the looking pond (all of which have nothing to do with Egypt).  But I successfully talked myself into it with cliches like "once in a lifetime"...and off we went.

We had lunch outside and the Lunchables stole the show.  I was worried we that this may indeed be the highlight...but, fortunately, I was wrong.  The kids loved it.  Chase loved listening to his device; he would type in the number and summarize what was going on. And then I brought Model Magic for the kids to sculpt their favorite artifact.

James made an ahnk and the dagger that was found on the Boy King (on the actual mummy - and mummies and eight year olds hold quite the fascination).  Chase found a polar bear, that turned out to be a lion, on top of a canopic jar that he had to create.  He also wanted to make the beetle on this amazing necklace (I want one), and of course his own ahnk.

Too Much Forehead

Chase has always been a problem solver.  So this morning when I combed his hair and it got into his eyes, he took care of it.  He took those scissor and with one snip removed quite a lot of hair. 

In all honesty, I couldn't help but laugh, but effectively hid my laughter and even somehow ended up thanking him for taking care of those pesky bangs.  But I did suggest that next time we should really let a "professional" help.  He agreed and in his own words admitted that he was "showing too much forehead." 

But when we went into Golden Shears and Woody started cutting all that pretty golden hair, I felt sad; the kind of sad that still can't hide a wide smile.  I secretly hoped one of my boys would be this kind of capricious.

But he does look sooo much older.

Brides, Brides, Brides

My little flower business is blooming.  And the bride I have been talking to recently sent me this little picture as inspiration...and I am feeling exactly that, inspired.  I see this picture and know all the flowers; from the stock to the tulips parrots.  I see the color in a new way; the nuance of the pink the fact it is a warm pink with yellow undertones.  What a fun little hobbie this is turning out to be.  I also have a secret flower blog -- that isn't done.  But considering I have business cards that say Spring Street Floral Design, I think I am getting brave enough to share.