Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow!

I've seriously considered blogging about the crazy names I've seen for hair salons. The title of this post is one of my favorites and yes, it's the name of an actual salon. Who goes there, I don't know. I drive by Hair We Are! (exclamation point theirs, not mine) all the time and it always makes me grin. Now I have a reason to come out of the closet (or should I say, out from under the blow dryer?) about my obsession with hair salon names - Kean's first haircut. Well, his first with us. Apparently, he had three cuts before he came home. He handled his first cut with Uncle Andy, Paul's barber who thankfully has no cheeky name for his shop, with such grace. Actually, he looked kinda stunned. Uncle Andy spent two decades cutting hair in the Navy, which explains why Mop Head Kean became GI Kean in less than 10 minutes flat.

From Mop Head...
...To GI

Jaboodi de Boda, the dog formerly known as Pepper.

Our dog Pepper is a genius. He has the ability to learn new names within a matter of days. I manage to call him a different name every few months, and he responds to everyone of them, beginning with: Monkeyboy, Stinkbomber, Munkenberry, Baron von Munkenberry, Super, Super Dooper, Pooh Pooh head, Stinkenburgher, Fatty boy, Fattinberger, Stinkenberry, Jimbini Rigatone Linguine Marscoponi, Jackabodi and the very latest, Jaboodi de Boda. The etomology of Jaboodi is as follows: Last week I walked into our den and heard the word Jaboodi from the telly,(TV) , turns out it’s a place in Africa. I simply married it to one of Pepper’s favorite long gone stuffed toy dogs, called the Boda, henceforth Jaboodi de Boda. June loves saying the name as much as I, and even Masala Mama has used it on occaision-it’s rare for her to adopt my meaningless names. So there you have it…Stay tuned for the next Jaboodi update.

P.S. The Jaboodi has been watching a lot of Project Runway lately and has decided to come out with his own line of clothing. As you can see from the picture above, he’s modeling his latest fashion line called the ‘salty dowg’….ahhhhrrrgg…..wruff.

Catching up with Kean and June

Kean's favorite things, as of July 10, 2009
Balls of all sizes
Eating Pepper's dog food (don't call DYFS, he hasn't swallowed any-yet.)
Bath time (this kid could play in there for hours)
Porridge
Stealing June's cup and "drinking" from it
Walking, climbing the stairs and most recently, scaling the rocking chair. Oy.
Squatting and standing as we say "down" and "up"
Music. Goes bonkers (one of June's favorite new words) for Love Shack. Video forthcoming.
Broccoli
Tofu
Fruit
And, of course, his big sister, who he thinks ROCKS. Good thing, because June told me the other day that when she and Kean grow up, "we're going to get married, just like you and Daddy." Hmmm.

June's Favorite New Words besides "bonkers"
Bashful
Greedy
Bossy (we learned it in Chinese too, so now she walks around the house telling me not to be ai-guang-shi.
Topsy-turvy

Other funny things coming out of her mouth:
Seeing me scratch my head, she says, "Don't pick your brain, Mama."
Getting ready to go out in the sun, she says. "Put some tan-tan lotion on me."
It's not mashed potatotes, it's masha potatoes.
And my favorite one recently: "Baby girls come from China, and baby boys come from Korea."

The best $1.49 spent this week, drumroll please: the humble spray bottle. It's June's favorite new thing and keeps her occupied for minutes. No, I didn't mean hours. I'm happy with minutes at this point.