Speaking of haircuts, Eric finally got one. It was getting to be VERY big. His hair doesn't really lay down at all. It stands up straight out all over his head. So when it gets long, it just makes his head look like Frankenstein. But he's looking very handsome, if Calamine-y, over there on the loveseat right now. Unfortunately, he has not yet shaved, so the niceness on the top of his head is negated by the Grizzly Adams thing he's got going on all over his face. I swear, I told him one time that I thought he looked handsome with just a little scruff, and boy, did he take me seriously.
Tonight, I finished painting my office, and we scrubbed the floor of the master bathroom, which was also victim to the idiot drywallers' decision to not use a dropcloth. Thankfully, plaster is a lot easier to get up off of slate than it is to get off 100+ year old wood. The floor is still pretty yuck, but much better than it was. It takes about 15 passes with the mop to get it fully clean after the scrubbing is done. Down the road, we're going to seal it with some "wet-look" stuff, which makes the colors in the slate come out much more dramatically, and will hopefully make the dust and dirt not burrow down into the crevices of the tile, like it does now.
Supposed to get some big storms tonight, which should be interesting. We'll see how the kids react to their first big thunderstorm. Gah, I hope they're cool with it. I'm so tired.