Tips, tricks and adventures in parenting two kids.
The word of the day is dearth. I’ll use it in a sentence: there has been a dearth of photos of my sweet baby on here lately!
Some cute pictures from the last little while.
Baby’s First Christmas
Hayden curled up with a good . . . cell phone.
Baby in a cage!
I don’t think that’s the intended use of the block walker.
Almost good enough to frameThese pictures are from the last month. Do you think this indicates that we’ve been on the go too much?
Floating head!
Cute outfit, cute hat. I love that hat.
Another sherpa hat shot, this one from today. As you can see, he’s becoming quite attached to his cell phone. Almost as bad as his parents.
Maybe part of the reason I take so many carseat pictures is that he actually stays still long enough for me to get the pictures there!
All bundled up
I read somewhere that when babies are newborns, they don’t perceive that there’s a difference between themselves and their moms. It’s as if they can’t tell where Mom ends and where “I” begin. As they mature, they soon develop a sense of self. I think the article said that by about 3-4 months, Baby begins to perceive himself as a distinct person.
Of course, this trend will continue throughout his life, strengthening especially after learning the words “no” and “myself” and spiking again in the teenage years, particularly around the time of the issuance of a driver’s license.
But I digress. Obviously, Hayden gets that he’s his own person. He quite likes being his own person, I think. But something that he hasn’t learned yet is that I’m not everyone’s Mommy.
One afternoon at my parents’ house he wanted me to hold him. I picked him up and he turned to the rest of my family and grinned—and I swear he was at least a little smug. It’s as if he thought that everyone was competing for my attention, and he won. What he has yet to learn is that no one else in that room cared the way he did.
I think babies think everyone loves their mamas the way they do. Let’s hope it lasts as long as possible. All too soon, Hayden’s going to figure out that Mom isn’t the be-all and end-all, and it’s downhill from there, especially in those teenage years.
Hayden learned a new game while we were in NC:
He’s becoming quite the contrarian. The other day, I took something from him that he’d been chewing on. I told him that I knew it felt neat on his teeth. He quite distinctly said, “Two.” (Or “To,” or “Too.” Whatever.) I had to tell him that he really had four teeth now.
He’s a pretty determined guy. When he’s set his mind to something, whether it’s standing up in the tub or playing with the computer cords, keyboard and diskettes, or rifling through our important papers, it takes quite a bit of distraction to get him away from his goal.
Luckily, I’m pretty determined, too. Sometimes, at least.
Hayden and his Paw Paw (great grandpa) got into it on Thanksgiving. Who will win?
Okay, okay, I know no one cared about what I did over my Thanksgiving vacation. You’re still waiting with bated breath to see what Hayden’s been up to. How was he on the plane? Any milestones in NC? Is he walking yet?
The flight was great. In fact, we just let Hayden fly by himself. Look:
Okay, so really the flight out was a bit rough but the flight back was pretty darn good.
Other things in Hayden’s life:
By the way, the above video was courtesy of my parents’ new digital camera. It’s the first digital ‘talkie’ that stars Hayden. Many more to come (hopefully). Another excellent Christmas gift from my parents: a mini DV camcorder. Just gotta get my hands on a firewire cable.