I gave the happy little squishy a haircut this week. He now looks like a monk slightly. I think it is better than debating a ponytail everyday to wrangle his toupee into shape. He had the longest hairs randomly all over his head of the toupee he was originally packaged with that never fell out. I think he looks better now. I must be an unsentimental mother, or my boys just don't have typical baby boy hair, because I don't have any compunction over cutting their hair as soon as I think they would look better with a trimmed do. I remembered to save some of London's though, so I am growing in keepsake collecting skills. What color would you call his eyes?
Cute! I love these photos! I'd call his eyes pewter. I'm amazed at how much you get done--especially now that I've got just one & feel like I don't accomplish much at all; at least right now. Beware the hockey player!
ReplyDeleteDear Alicia, it takes a few months. The secret is to only blog once a week and cram all of your accomplishments into one post as if you did them in an hour ;) Actually, one of the best bits of advice I received after Jack was born was to attempt to do only one thing a day beyond baby care and personal hygiene. That helped me feel more encouraged if dinner or one load of laundry was my one task! I wish I could meet Greg while he is still squishy and limp. Love you!
DeleteWhen I looked closely, there was brown along with blue - I think his eyes will be blue when he gets older.
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