Sunday Trip

Sunday morning- the sun was shining bright as the trees leaves were rustling around from the cool morning breeze....
Fall feels like it has finally arrived...to wake up snuggled in bed with a blanket as we could feel the cool air breezing in from the slightly opened window in our room. It's definitely a nice change from the hot summer mornings that have seemed to linger on longer than usual.
I got up, made some coffee, looked at the paper, and then started breakfast. My major objective for the day was to take D for a haircut now that he likes his hair a certain way and no longer wants my spiked hair cut and to get Jr. some jeans that will fit him.
After breakfast Mom Jr.(who usually goes everywhere with me), Jr., and D got ready to go out. I thought for sure J was going to want to go but to my surprise he said "Mama I stay here wit Daddy and help cut the grass".
First stop- haircut for D. We walk in, I give his name, they tell us it's going to be about 30 minutes. D tells me "Mom I got the wiggles". "You'll be fine, I use to get my haircut here when I was little" "right here?" "no, not this exact one".
Mom Jr. walks next door to look at the girly store while the boys and I wait. The boys start looking at hair style books. D and Jr. see a certain hairstyle "Mom you should cut your hair like that and surprise Daddy" "I actually like that style but not today". D is turning the pages and starts to giggle "look at the one, that persons face looks like Michael Jackson". Jr. now wants to see. Now both the boys are giggling. "Okay, stop, turn the page". Of course it has to be my boys in a small place that actually is very quiet to make the most noise!! They finally put the book down and D asks me "Mom do some people get their eyebrows cut?" "mmm, I don't know, girls get them plucked or waxed but I don't know if anyone gets them cut" "well, what about nose hairs? I bet some people cut their nose hairs". D says that to me as he giggles in this quiet place!! "I don't know, now just be quiet please". Of course, now it's Jr.'s turn...he's sliding off the bench, laying down, acting like he's shooting things........
Just a few more minutes, I'm watching people getting called up one by one. I don't know if the hair styles people are asking for are getting easier or if they are just rushing through to get to us next.
Finally!!! D is called, I talk to the hair stylist about what he wants and then I go to sit with Mom Jr. and Jr. The hair stylist calls me over to see D's hair and it looks great, she's asking me a few questions as I notice Mom Jr. and Jr. are now standing next to me. "Go sit down" they don't move "go sit down please!". It's like they have to give their approval too!
We make it out of there and head off to the clothing store that is in another town about 30 minutes away.
Jr. is tall and thin, he is my string bean boy, therefore he needs string bean jeans. He's lucky that now a days they make clothes to sort of fit his body type otherwise he would've been the boy either wearing high water pants or pants too big to stay on him unless he wore suspenders!
We get in the store I find him some that fit him in length, they are slims, with an adjustable waist. I have to pull them as tight as I can and yup they're still comfortable for him. Infact you'd never guess they're slims on him because they're still lose everywhere else. Mom Jr. has the same issues as Jr. except not as bad so of course she wants to try some on, oh, and don't forget D, he also wants to try on some.
Okay, so we're back in the dressing room, I have Mom Jr. standing behind me trying on pants as the boys are standing in front of me while D is putting on his pants. I don't know what happened but as I was folding the pants up for D I see his behind wiggling in my face. I look up into the mirror and he's dancing (and of course giggling)! "Hey, do these pants make you dance?!" D just continues to giggle as Jr. joins him.
We make it to the register. My intention was to buy jeans just for Jr. and ended up buying jeans for Mom Jr. and D as well. Of course I couldn't come home with nothing for J so I got him some pajamas. I swipe my card and start to enter my I.D. number.
D is standing right next to me "was that our phone number?" "no" "our address?" "no". The cashier is giving us the bag and handing me the receipt, D continues "5-8-4..." "be quiet" "what? I'm just saying the numbers out loud to see if I know them""that is my personal I.D. number that no one should know and you are saying it out loud" "ooohhhh".
Thank goodness, we were done. I think it was just enough shopping for the boys because they were actually quiet on the way home.
One thing is for sure, it's never a dull moment with these boys no matter where we are.........

Just a Mom glad to have accomplished what I set out to do for today..........................