Still my baby: Day 57/365

Sometimes I forget just how much of a baby my little guy still is. But, then I catch him with his paci in his mouth and I see a certain expression he made as a tiny baby and I remember he is still my sweet little baby, just in a bigger body than last year.

Blocks: Day 56/365

My son was so happy when my daughter brought out her foam blocks for him to play with. He loved to squeeze them and stuff them back in the bag. Hopefully, that kind cleaning up will continue as he gets older.

Outside time: Day 55/365

We took advantage of some lovely 60 degree weather and sat in the front yard so my daughter could draw on the sidewalk. She was happy as a clam.

First hair cut: Day 54/365

Sadly, the time had arrived that my son needed a hair cut. I protested and held off as long as I could because his little curls were so sweet, but they were starting to get rough looking and I admitted it was time. He didn't take too kindly to being strapped in a chair with a stranger holding a pair of scissors near his head. He kept trying to get away from her as hard as he could.

Puppy dog face: Day 53/365

My terrier can give the best pitiful puppy dog face. Melts me. Every. Single. Time.

He found a cuddle buddy: Day 52/365

My son isn't big on cuddling but he snuggled up next to my daughter's favorite stuffed zebra for a good 5 minutes.

I'm just helping: Day 51/365

Even though my son needs absolutely no help with his walking toys, my daughter decided that she must help him anyway.