Here is my adorable one year old. The spitting image of John Denver, so I'm told.
Can you see it? Maybe? Lets fast forward 29 years...
Can you hear it? A little Rocky Mountain High in the background.
Well, I'm not completely convinced that they are total look alikes, but the hair, oh the hair.
The hair is what stops people in their tracks , as soon as they see my little guy,and makes them burst out in a harmonic "Sunshine on my shoulder, makes me happy...."
So we've come to a crossroads at our house. That is, what direction do we take with Jake's hair? I don't know.
He needs a cut.
I've trimmed his bangs and around his ears 3 times already in his 13 months of life, But the thought of buzzing it all off makes me want to cry.
We've been on a journey with Jake's hair. It started out so thick and black, then slowly fell out in a ring pattern around his head until he had a mullet on the bottom and a Mohawk on the top.
And now we are here, to this point of beautiful, blond, soft waves.
Once I cut my babies hair it is never quite the same.
So as I ponder what to do with his hair, let me share one of his addictions with you.
He tried this once and was caught, snagged in the trap of addiction, and no matter what we do, we can't seem to break him of the habit.
The habit of throwing anything that will fit down the vent in the kitchen.
He loves this, and when we try to stop him, my mellow child losses it.
Here he is caught in the very act.
Anything that will fit goes down the vent. Crayons are his favorite, but we've found spoons, cars, paper, Mike's business cards. Anything is fair game. He has even learned how to pull the vent cover off to expose his buried treasures. And with a bigger hole so much more wonderful stuff will fit down there.
It is getting to be dangerous, never knowing when a hole, just perfect for a foot to fit in,will suddenly be in the floor.
So here is a picture of the last episode. Tetanus shot anyone?
We are working with this, and just might have the answers to these two ponderments in a few days.
1 comment:
I don't know if I have any good advice. I literally fell on the floor in tears the first time I cut Andrew's hair short, terrified it would never be the same. I vote for a long cut, I think!
If you solve the dilemma of the floor vent, do tell. Gratefully ours in not in such a prominent place and doesn't get as much attention by little fingers as yours, but it does hold treasures from time to time all the same.
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