We took Luke to get his first hair cut last Saturday. He had been born bald, but after two years and four months, his wispy blond hair was growing unruly (although the curls in the back were quite adorable).
Charlotte decided that she would share her haircut place with her little brother. They were both very excited. As we were sitting in the waiting area, Charlotte looked her little brother in the eyes and announced very seriously, “Luke, the first thing of a haircut, you have to sit still.”
And he did. He was like a statue for most of the haircut. When the hair dresser wanted to cut the hair at the back of his neck, she asked him to look at his toes. Apparently, he assumed she wanted to see his toes, and lifted his legs up in the air without changing his expression or even glancing at his feet.
Charlotte was the chief photographer for this milestone. She was very professional. The hairstylists and other clients got a big kick out of her. She was asked if she wanted to be a photographer when she grew up. She said, “No,” and when asked what she did want to be, she matter-of-factly answered, “A farmer.”
Introducing ‘The Say-Neigh Kid’…
Each night after the kids take a bath, we usually watch television for a little while in our room – iCarly on Nickelodeon.
When I lie on my stomach, Luke likes to climb on my back and play horse. Last night, he climbed on, looked back at his mom, and proudly announced, “Mom, I’m riding Dad.”
He then gleefully ordered, “Say, ‘Neigh,’ Dad, say, ‘Neigh.’” When his ‘horse’ didn’t immediately reply, he repeated it, added a wistful, “Please,” at the end. (We’ve been working on manners.) How could I not say, “Neigh”?
Apparently, I was being a good horse, because he gave me a ‘treat,’ holding out his hand and announcing, “Chocolate.” He then grabbed a nearby sock (thankfully it was clean), asked, “Need facecloth?” and wiped my face with it.
He then lay down next to me and said, “I’m a horse, too, Dad,” looked over at me and said, “We need hay.” He then looked back at his mom and called, “We need hay, Mom!”
Thank goodness his sister is going to be farmer.
I hope you enjoyed today’s serving of ‘mac & cheese” (with a side of hay).
