So I lied. Here’s a picture of Hayden with the big guy:
Santa brought us everything we wanted this year: a beautiful, happy baby boy.
We’ll be asking for a good night’s sleep (or several!) in the year to come.
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Dearth
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 frame
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Grrrret Scot!
Apparently, the Scottish military is running a bit short on kilts. According to MSN, they have 1 for every 15 soldiers.
We have two kilts they might could borrow. Okay, so they’re Ryan’s and, I think for at least one of them, he would rather go fight himself than loan it to someone that might hurt it. Oh, and also, they’re the wrong pattern. Here’s the best full body shot I have handy:
However, I think our flannel sheets are the right pattern. $30 at Kohl’s, guys. Run on down.
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Baby on board
These 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!
Edited to add one more photo that I found from yesterday:
All bundled up
All bundled up
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I only have eyes for you, Mom
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.
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Hayden, Contrarian
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.