Baby Milestones
Paul's First Haircut: The Backyard Edition
Out of all my kids, baby Paul was born with the most hair, which isn’t really saying a lot considering my others three kids were born basically bald and stayed that way until their second birthday. But nevertheless, Paul’s head of hair at birth was the darkest and thickest of my bunch.
But it didn’t take long until most of it fell out, and slowly but surely came back in thinner and lighter, just like the others. Paul’s now almost 17 months old, and just a couple days ago we decided it was time to clean things up a bit around his ears. You know the saying “business in the front, party in the back”? Yeah, baby Paul was rocking the party in the front and the party in the back. It was long all over, and in desperate need of some TLC.
So it was time. Time for baby Paul’s first trip to the backyard salon. We dug out our $9 barber shears from the drugstore and asked our best beauty school drop-out babysitter if she would do the cutting honors.
Paul’s First Haircut, via the backyard salon:
How To Entertain A 10-Month Old Baby
It’s official – Bee is moving faster than ever, busy exploring and seeing and doing all day long! Luckily, the summer sun is out and we’ve had plenty of outdoor entertaining moments this month. If you’re looking for tips and tricks to entertain your baby, look no further – here are a slew of ways we’re keeping this little one happy and content as a ripe and active 10-month-old!:
Little L's Diary: Rolling Into Four Months
¡Hola! It’s me, Little L once again! I’m sure you’ve seen all of the fun stuff my mami and I have been up to in the past month — and talk about a long month, it seemed like it was never going to end.
I guess it’s because I’m not sleeping as much during the day anymore so I have to find things to keep me busy — like grabbing mami’s hair, pulling her necklaces, trying to sit up, rolling from my back to my tummy then back again (I’m even rolling OFF of my playmat!) and holding on tight to my toys. If you move them around they make noise and I like sounds. Phewww, this baby thing is exhausting — I can’t wait until I’m bigger, I hear it’s less tiring.
5 Reasons I'm Glad He's Walking, Now That It's Summer
Baby Paul started walking about a month or so ago, right around his 15 month birth date. And over the course of the past couple months, I’ve found myself cheering him on to get off those knees and become a walker, for reasons I’ve never considered in the past, primarily dictated by the weather and time of year.
I’ve never had a crawler during the early summertime months, and while you wouldn’t think it was much different than raising a crawler through the dead of winter, summertime crawling really has come with some obstacles.
But baby Paul’s on his two little feet now, and I couldn’t be more pumped.
5 reasons I’m excited he’s walking, now that it’s almost summer:
Fork Testing: Is He a Lefty or a Righty?
My mom was left-handed up until the age of six, where at that point her first grade teacher forbade her from writing with he left hand, and instead force her to use her right. Apparently in the 1960′s if you weren’t right, you were wrong.
I’m one of four sisters, and out of the bunch of us, I’m the only left-handed one. My husband comes from a family of 5 kids, all of which are right-handed.
And even though it’s a righty-right world (roughly 12% of men and 10% of women are left-handed), I’ve secretly hoped that one of my children would be left-handed just like me. Why? Oh, I don’t know. Maybe so I would have someone to sit next to at the dinner table that I didn’t knock elbows with.
So far, I’ve struck out 3 times. I have four kids, and I’m fairly certain the three older ones are right-handed. But baby Paul? The verdict is still out on him. (please be lefty, please be a lefty, please be a lefty…)
