Your First Haircut

This weekend your Daddy and I brought you to get your first haircut. What an adventure! There was an hour wait. During which we: went shopping, fed you lunch, and hoped you wouldn't get cranky. You were such a trooper.

Evidence of how badly I needed to let go and sacrifice your baby locks.Despite the boy that screamed bloody murder throughout his haircut, you were happy to get up into the chair. Just look at how excited you were.You waited patiently for the excitement to begin.

The hairdresser loved cutting your hair. She was very impressed by how laid back you were. You giggled and scrunched up your face every timee she worked on the back of your head. It must have tickled you.

Ahhh... I can see those beautiful baby blues. You get those from me you know.

So handsome! I am a little sad because you look like such a big boy.

Don't worry about me I'll get over it.

10 Months Old!

Today you turned ten months old. I cannot beleive how fast these months have flown by. It seems like just yesterday you were the little baby that depended on us for everything. Now look at you riding on that plane all by yourself. (sniff)

You've come a long way, baby.

Separation Anxiety

noun- the normal fear and apprehension expressed by infants when removed from their mothers or approached by strangers.

You have been very affectionate (that's clingy, nicely stated) lately.
You want to be with me (or daddy) at all times.

You wake up in the middle of the night looking for us.

Even when I am in the room, you need more.

And that's o.k.
because you're so darn cute...and we love you very much..and well, heck sleep is overated anyway.

Good Morning

Yesterday, We went to the indoor gym at the Y. It was fun to see how differently you played compared to our last visit a couple of months ago.Now, you would much rather play with me and have me by your side. In contrast, the last time we came here you were all about exploring on your own.
Still a daredevil. You tried scaling the sides of the ball-pit. You would have tumbled right in were it not for my protective hover.

You loved exploring the tunnels.
And peeking through their portholes.

You were not interested or able to climb these steps last time.

Wow, look how you've grown.

Teige runs and jumps (with help)

But He stands alone.

Last night Teige stood alone. He has done this before for one or two seconds but last night he stood for a good ten seconds. He realized after a second what he was doing and the joy and pride that was on his face, wow. Priceless!

Sadly, Daddy missed witnessing this event by mere minutes. I know he was bummed.

Here a couple of videos from Monday night that I have been meaning to upload.



This is Teige with his new walker. Karl and I had been thinking about getting him one for a while, after seeing how much he enjoyed using the one at my mom's house on Sunday I bought one immediately.

Here are a couple more cute ones for you.

Yup, he's still a shrieker.

So Hard to Say Goodbye

Last night Karl and I worked on a very sad project. Fall is coming and we needed to pack up the clothes that no longer fit Teige to make room for some warmer clothes. He is wearing size 12-18 months and we still had 6-9 months things in his closet. I know, I just need to let go.
Notice the rather large pile next to the baseball cap? These are newborn caps I just couldn't bear to get rid of the last time we packed up the tiny items.
Space bags are just an amazing thing. How would we go on without them?
Whoops forgot to flip this one. Well, you get the idea.

Down the Rabbit Hole

Welcome to my blog.
I am often trying to find the time (o.k. willpower) to document my life, our life, for my son. As this last year has whizzed by I realize it is all slipping by so fast. So, I am setting a goal for myself to document at least weekly the wondrous, the mundane, the happy, the sad, the stolen moments that will make up our history. It is a task I am afraid to write down here. An actual commitment, in black and white, for all too see. I hope you will all enjoy watching this little boy, this little family, grow. This is my mission statement, if you will. The reason I am here:

To document for you, sweet boy, the moments that will define who you are. You may not know where you are going but you will always know where you came from. I love you Teige.