some like it cold, some like it hot

Okay, so I know that there are a lot of coffee drinkers out there and now I have finally joined the bandwagon.  Coffee used to mean a bitter taste in my mouth and how could anyone ever like that disgusting stuff, until I ventured out and bought flavored coffee creamer and now I'm in love with  my glorified coffee. 
Now because I love coffee, I had to figure out how to make it.  Ross was just making extra for me before he left for work, but I upped my coffee intake to two times a day.  The first time I tried to make it was a bit of a challenge.  I put the grounds in the filter and put the water in, turned on the machine and I was expecting it to brew, but it came out pouring through just as fast as I put in the coffee maker.  And it was COLD!  So I thought that I just had to leave it in the pot and let it warm up on the tiny coffee burner.  Ten minutes later, it was still cold.  I resigned myself and put in the microwave to warm up my "coffee".  I may have done this a few days before I finally swallowed my pride and called Ross to learn how to make coffee.  Apparently, I was not supposed to put the water right on top of the grounds in the coffee filter.  Whoops!  Apparently, I was supposed to put the water down the side of the machine.  It felt so wrong the first time I dumped that water in where it was supposed to go.  I said to Ross "are you sure I'm supposed to dump it in there?  I'm not going to ruin the coffee machine, am I?"  He just chuckled and said it wouldn't ruin it.   He was right!  It didn't ruin it, it actually brewed my coffee and it was HOT! 
I can make supper, I can make desert, I can make bake goods, and now, ta da, I can make COFFEE (or should I just say I can make caffeine).

Haircuts

Today was the day the twins needed haircuts.  This is not their first one, they've been getting them since 9 months old.  Since I'm dutch, we save money by having Grandma W. (Wassink)come over and do it.  I did it one time, but the outcome was not good.  Once in awhile the twins do good with it, but usually they HATE it.  Today was one where they hated it.  We put one in the high chair and let the other one roam.  Reed was first today.  He was doing okay in the very beginning but got progressively worse as the hair cut went on.  Part of the battle is getting them to sit still.  Every time Grandma would get ready to cut, he would turn his head.  Luke, who was supposed to be playing, started to have sympathy tears or really sympathy wailing.  Luke was hanging onto our legs as we tried to get Reed done.  Then it was Luke's turn.  Luke has always been worse with haircuts.  Right from the start he was throwing a major fit.  He would not sit still.  Twisting and turning his body this way and that. Trying to stand up and basically fighting Grandma with everything he had in him.  Reed was sympathy wailing for Luke now.  We decided that I should hold Luke in my lap and try to keep his head still.  He is strong!!  He twisted his body so that he was laying stiffly on his belly on my lap and he accidentally kicked Reed to the ground(Reed was standing clinging on my leg).  But somehow through all that, we got the job done.  Luke's hair is far from perfect, but it looks a lot better than it did before.