Miles had his first real fall the other night. Scott had placed a little too much confidence in him. While I was cooking dinner, he fell out of the front door directly onto our sisal entry mat -- face first. He was a trooper and only cried for a few minutes. I know that this is a minor incident and what is to be the first of many, but I thought I'd capture a few pictures for his baby book!
Yesterday when we were out I picked up a few props to use for my newborn photography sessions. I thought Miles might like to play in one of the buckets so I set him in it. He was into it for about 30 seconds! Clearly, he did not like it and would rather have been playing on the outside of it.
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| Having fun at first |
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| Downright over it! |
And lastly, I have finally decided that it is time for a haircut! I have resisted for so long, but he is definitely due. If I can muster up the courage, we'll go this weekend! Scott is sick of people calling him a girl!
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