Noah's 3rd Birthday // First Haircut

Happy 3rd Birthday to my little bubbah, Noah!

Sunday we celebrated his 3rd birthday. In the jewish tradition (at least for the orthodox), boys don't cut their hair until their 3rd birthday.  Coming from a religious family, my sister decided to go with this tradition for her boys.  Everyone gets the chance to cut a piece of hair (and in Noah's case we let him cut a piece of his daddy's hair in return). Then we had my awesome hairdresser fix it up.

Noah's perfectly and naturally ombre with a little curl at the bottom that makes all the girls jealous (seriously, the best hair) is gone! (somehow I didn't end up with "after" haircut photos... i'm still in denial that we cut it...)

 Brothers <3

To my Bubbah...

I was out camping in Big Sur for my friend Jenya's birthday 

when my mom called. It was very late, I'd been drinking with friends, and for some reason I still answered.

"You are going to be an Aunt"

"Who is pregnant?! Ashley? Jenna? Kim? it can't be David or Jason"

I swear I listed every cousin, even some friends.

I guess with all the alch. in my system and hearing the word "aunt" my brain didn't 

register that it would have to be one of my sisters. duh.

My (middle) sister Stephanie had a boyfriend (Kevin)

She didn't admit it, but we all knew they had been dating for years.

And Kevin was now my brother-in-law.

IT ALL HAPPENED SO FAST!

2 years ago today my first nephew was born.

Noah Andrew Bell.

When we finally got to go into the room and meet him for the first time i.fell.in.love.  

I picked him up and that was the end. I wouldn't let anyone else hold him (selfish i know).  I sat with him and talked to him for hours. 

Happy 2nd Birthday to my Baby Bubbah.

I love you more and more each day and I love being able to watch you grow into a little man.

<3, Auntie Bubbah.

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