Each time I cut Brian's hair, Kylie has to help. Her jobs include spraying his hair down with water, combing it flat, and cutting the top with the electric clippers with a guard. She takes her job very seriously. Earlier, Brian was playing "horse" with Kylie on his back, crawling around and occasionally bucking. He laid down to take a break and I jumped on top of Kylie, squishing her between us, teasing that we were making a Kylie sandwich. She cried out, "I'm cheese!"
Last night, at the grocery store, Kylie spotted a small package of crawfish. She begged and pleaded to get some. Being that it was only $1.88, I conceded. It's about that time of year when our ward in Louisiana has their huge Crawfish Boil (see earlier posts for pictures). Kylie LOVES crawfish and I can't peel them fast enough for her. Brian never experienced crawfish during our time in Louisiana, so he got his first taste tonight. He is of the opinion that they taste like mud. 
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