Mo-Hawk!

Saturday night I hung out at Krissy & Matt's.

They were frantically trying to get ready for Aila's Baptism the next day. I had picked up some stuff they needed, brought over the table runners I put together for Kris, and spent the night hanging out and helping out.

Giving Willy a bath was the most entertaining part of the evening. He LOVES taking a bath. Splashing around. Playing with his boats. Filling his bowl full of water and dumping it out. All of it= Fun! But frankly, watching him have fun gets a little boring when I'm in my clothes and trying not to get soaked... so to amuse myself (and him), I figured it was mohawk time! His hair is long enough. Why not, right?!

Willy could see himself in the chrome of the drain mechanism and he thought it was pretty funny too! I think we ended up making 3 different mohawks over the course of the tub experience. his 'do from the back! Gotta get the "smile" face in a picture or two (not that I have a choice).
What was even funnier than the mohawk itself is that Willy couldn't quite say the word mohawk. He got the first half down ("mo")... but the second half had a "c" sound instead of an "h" sound... and then he dropped the 'mo' part all together... and well, that was just foul... and freakin hysterical!!! it took a LOT of practicing but I think we finally got there... however if you hear Willy talking about roosters or male genitalia and trying to mess up his hair... you can blame me.