Category Archives: Other special events
My first hair cut!! (by Sir Scooters)
Hi Everyone!! Guess what?! Last month, Mommy gave me my very first hair cut!
And you know what? She really didn’t want to! After all, I was only 10 months old and… and… and… I was still her baby!!
But then. My hair got super long in the back. And it started curling. And then one of the neighbors down the street thought I was a girl.
So that was that!
And here I am!
Getting sprayed in the face with water.
By my older brother.
And absolutely LOVING it!!
Holy smokes!
Why haven’t we done this before, Mom???
This is the greatest thing EVER!!
Wow!
Mom even got a new drape just to use with us kids! I like it!
Actually.
On second thought.
I hate it.
Absolutely hate it.
Can I leave now?
Hey, what’s that?
Ooooh! Mommy’s feeling terrible about making me cry.
So she’s letting me play with forbidden toys!
And look!
Room service!
(Ha! Mommy loves this picture!!)
And then suddenly.
I was a brand new little man!
And Mommy didn’t cut me a bit! Even though she contracted fourteen ulcers for fear of it! :)
After my bath, she needed some snuggles.
“Hey there, little Scooters,” she said softly, “Will you please forgive me for making you cry so much?”
Mmmm, let me think about it…
Aw shucks, of COURSE I forgive you, Mom!
And there you have it! We both (barely) survived my very first hair cut!
Once upon a time…
… There was a sweet little boy who spent his first night home from the hospital.
He was a little burrito.
And he was only 3 days old.
Then, over time, this little boy grew in size and strength. And without asking permission…
He broke out of his single-layered burrito.
So, he graduated…
To a big double-layered burrito.
And every time his layers were unwrapped…
He would streeeeeeeetch.
And ruuuuub.
Both eyes.
And smiiiiile!
Then his big brother would jump in for lots of laughs.
He was only 5 months old.
Then one day,
Without asking permission again,
He broke out of his double-wrapped burrito.
He was just too big and strong.
So, he graduated…
To an extra large sleep sack.
He was only 5.5 months old.
And the little burrito and stretching and rubbing was gone.
Then one day,
Without asking permission again,
He rolled over at nap time.
And everything changed again.
He was only 7 months old.
And he was adorable.
But my heart still aches.
Deja vu
Different houses.
Different sons.
Same hilarious fascination.
Oh, how I love it!!