Spaghetti and First Haircut

For a while now Colby and I have been hemming and hawing about what to do with Breslin's hair. We love how curly it is and all these people kept telling us how after they cut their child's hair it was never curly again. I didn't want to lose all of those curls! But I was also afraid he was going to go cross-eyed from trying to see from out from under his bangs. So, on Mother's Day, I had my mom and grandmother over for lunch. My mom offered to do a small haircut, just in the front. Even though it wasn't a full-fledged haircut, I still think that it is noteworthy. It did involve scissors and now he can see! Breslin loves spaghetti, but Colby and I get tired of having to shovel it into his mouth (c'mon, I'm pregnant, I'm hungry too). So after a little while of feeding him spaghetti with a fork, we gave up. We stripped him down and let him just go at it with his hands. It was fun.
The "after" picture...next up for a haircut...mom!

Comments

Anna said…
very cute haircut! The spaghetti picture is adorable!

(btw- I love the blue paint!)
May 12, 2008 at 11:37 AM
Sara said…
Love the pics! It looks like Breslin didn't mind the haircut. Ewan screamed his head off.

Anna and I think the same - I also love the paint!
May 12, 2008 at 11:57 AM
The Ekloves said…
I like the paint as well - it's funny - I noted it and then I saw the comments...

His hair is adorable - I love the curls. Addison has some and Jeff wets her hair down every day so we've got what he calls "good curls." It's rather funny!
May 19, 2008 at 11:09 AM
The Ekloves said…
I like the paint as well - it's funny - I noted it and then I saw the comments...

His hair is adorable - I love the curls. Addison has some and Jeff wets her hair down every day so we've got what he calls "good curls." It's rather funny!
May 19, 2008 at 11:10 AM
Megan said…
Good call on the haircut. I am sure he appreciated being able to see. The spaghetti pictures is great!
May 28, 2008 at 9:52 AM
Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Day 162 -- "Showing Us the Way"

Image
One of my favorite things about the spring is the baccalaureate celebration that takes place the week before graduation.  I love the chance to see my seniors in their caps and gowns and to praise God for their arrival to the finish line.  For every year since I can remember, I've listened to Western's Select Choir perform the song "Showing Us the Way" by Michael V. Ficocelli.  When I was a senior, I even got to sing it at my own baccalaureate.  That year, and every year since I have taught at Western, I get choked up listening to the perfectly fitting lyrics of this song.  Tonight, on a perfect evening at the Cascades Falls, tears ran down my face as I watched the seniors I taught sing the words of this song to their classmates, parents, teachers, and friends.  I smiled and cried a little more as I realized that someday there's a good chance I'll be watching my own kids sing it at their baccalaureate. I had to share it with you.  This isn't Western's
Read more

Adelai Joy

Giving birth to my daughter was a series of events I will never forget. On Tuesday evening, Colby and I went out to dinner. At some point in the evening, I told Colby that I thought we should head to the hospital. Given my history of delievering babies in a startingly short amount of time, I thought we should go to the hospital sooner rather than later (labors for both Breslin and Dharia were only 4 hours each). When we got there, I was discouraged to find that I wasn't very far along in the labor process, but they decided not to send us home based on said history. It turns out this was a very good thing. 20 minutes after being told that we could be there for a while, I was in the jacuzzi tub when I realized that the baby was coming RIGHT NOW. Long story short, I gave birth to my daughter in the bathroom of my hospital room. Even though it was somewhat horrifying, I find myself wanting to relive the details of her birth over and over again. I never want to forget the feeling of wel
Read more

We Dance...and We Sing...When We Play the Drum!

Let it be known that my son gets his money's worth out of his toys. Or, in this case, someone else's money's worth. Whatever. You know what I mean. The toys that he likes, he really, really likes. He uses them a lot for a long time. This particular toy is a drum that was given to him by our friends, The Tappans, at his FIRST birthday party. Needless to say, tonight he was REALLY enjoying his gift.
Read more