Tips, tricks and adventures in parenting two kids.
The crazy teeth photo made me think of a few more funny pictures of Hayden over the last few months. Enjoy!
Wearing Mom’s shirt and Dad’s shorts
First thing in the morning in NC—got his arm out himself
Cool dude in Paw Paw’s arms
Flying on Dad’s feet
Strait-laced guy in a bib
Eatin’ a french fry… Or trying to
Bad second to snap a photo—looking crazy
Deranged baby!!!
So, after much effort, Hayden finally consented to a picture of his big, toothy grin. Here you go!
I love that photo, but I guess not everyone will. Here’s another photo we snapped: same intent, less scary result.
What? You can’t see his teeth? Then look closer:
And for those of you that still can’t see them there, Hayden’s teeth are the bumpy white things here:
Ta. Da.
Ryan wanted to wait until Hayden was born before we fully decided on a name to make sure it fit him. But since we didn’t have any other boy names we’d chosen (we’re saving Benjamin for our next son), nothing else seemed more appropriate than Hayden. I was a little worried since Hayden and other -aden names are so popular today. I didn’t want my little boy’s name to be the same as (or rhyme) with all his classmates’!
Then I thought about the other names that I really like: Benjamin, Rachel and Rebecca. These biblical names are each in the top 20 just about every year. If I was looking for originality, my kids are doomed! Maybe I’ll spell it Rhybbeckah. Yeah, then she’ll stand out.
Yep, “standing out” is the #1 quality I want my child’s name to portray. Heritage, traits, beliefs, attributes—none of that matters. MY CHILD MUST BE UNIQUE! I wish we parents could hear ourselves sometimes…
Ryan got these adorable fleecey jammies for Hayden at Costco. They even glow in the dark. So here’s a picture of Hayden in them:
Oh yeah, and he’s standing up. Pretty impressive, huh?
Okay, so I set him up there. But this is all him:
It’s a bit dark, but the basic idea there is Ryan tosses Hayden down on the Love Sac (Hayden loves that!). Hayden pulls himself from a reclining position to a sitting position, then bends his knees and launches himself at Daddy.
Hayden was over by the TV and quite upset as I was typing this. Then he crawled over between the couch and the loveseat to come find me. Well, me or the cords under the desk. He’s in an I-play-with-all-things-electrical phase lately. He’s got fists like a steel trap and they’re clenched on my mouse cord right now. I guess this into-everything phase is going to last oh, another 17 years.
Today is my Paw Paw’s 75th birthday! Happy birthday, Paw Paw! Last year, we got to celebrate his birthday together because my grandparents came out to visit. Here are Hayden’s and Paw Paw’s hands on the day they met (in May of this year, not when Gramma and Paw Paw came out last year…).
Last year, this day was also special because it was the day that we found out that we were having a little boy! I could tell his nose was cute from the ultrasound. Isn’t it?
I’m so sad to say, but we have lost beloved Spunky Puppy. Luckily, we do have another super-soft-n-snuggly stuffed animal that’s 100% baby-safe (i.e. nothing he can pull off and choke on): Marty the Monkey. Here’s Hayden with Marty their first nap together:
Love at first snooze, I guess. Put on your Marty hats, folks!
Thanks to Uncle Chad and Aunt Lyndsay for Marty Monkey! Hayden loves to feel his fur and chew on his muzzle and feet.
