a day out

For some reason, one of my biggest pet peeves is when Asher's hair gets too long.  I never thought that I'd care very much either way, but with him I love a short haircut.  When his hair gets too long it hangs in his face and just doesn't look as cute!

Remember this little hairy monster?  ha!

I noticed last week that it was getting close to time for another cut, so yesterday we headed off to the mall for a trim!  I always laugh when I go in and they ask me if it's his first cut.  Um, no, this is his 4th!  ha!  This boy was born with a ton of hair and I've been trying to keep up with it ever since!  :o)

This was a big visit for us because Asher sat in the chair by himself for the first time.  Usually he sits on my lap, but we decided to try it on his own this time around.  He is ONE now after all.  I was so nervous that he would have a problem sitting alone that I completely forgot to take photos {boo, mommy}. 

He did great!!  The hairdresser gave him a truck to hold, but all he wanted was his own comb.  Once she gave him a comb he sat perfectly still and watched the goings-on in the mirror.  She said several times how great he was.  Yay, Asher!

To celebrate the successful hair cut I decided to take us to Chick-Fil-A.  I'm still trying to get Ash to eat different foods, so I hoped that maybe he'd try some chicken nuggets.  We must have been on some sort of roll - because he did!  I tore it into small pieces and he ate several strips.  It only totaled like half a nugget at the end, but it was something!

{that's not a yuck face - he's just chewing}

Unfortunately, that's where the great news ended.

Once we got home I smelled a poo, but never expected the poo-tastrophe that I discovered upon pulling A out of his car seat.  It was all over his clothes - gross, gross, gross.  That's right.  3 grosses.

This hardly ever happens to us, so I can't complain too much.  I am just so glad that we came right home, rather than hitting Target like I'd originally planned.  Thanks up there!  :o)

Needless to say, Ash got right into the bathtub and got all squeaky clean before his afternoon nap.  We spent the rest of the day playing and trying to get some good photos of his new haircut.  No luck there - maybe today!

show off

Asher reminded me that I had some cute photos of his new haircut on my phone from yesterday.

My little baby model couldn't bear keeping these from you all!

Work it, work it.

Happy Friday!!

a little off the top

Yesterday Asher experienced a big milestone.

He went for his first trip to the hair salon.

That's right.  My little guy got a hair cut.  I've given him a trim or 2 at home, but things were getting desperate and I was desperately afraid of butchering his gorgeous locks if I did too much myself.  His comb over had trasitioned from cute to not cute and we had to do something.

Before {cut my hair already!}

So I put us in the very capable hands of Carmen at Cartoon Cuts.  I went to a kids hair cutting place for his trim {even though I'm sure it was a little overpriced more expensive} because I figured they do these first cuts all the time and would know how to deal with someone who has very little hair on the back/sides and tons up top.

After

It was a great choice -- and totally worth the money!  How cute is he now?!

 The faux hawk is back! 

Have a great weekend!

i'm losing it. and so is he.

Our hair, that is.

I'm pretty sure that both Asher and I are going bald.

A few months ago, I heard that pregnancy causes increased hair growth, so once you have the baby and the hormones level out all that extra hair falls out.  Thank goodness I had heard about this or I definitely would have assumed there was a vitamin deficiency of some kind at work here.  My hair is coming out in huge clumps.  My shower drain is begging for mercy and my hairbrush is about to give up entirely.  And that's just me.

Poor little Asher was born with a head full of hair, but now he's got this hilarious "ring 'o bald" around the back and sides.  I guess all of his time playing on his back is starting to cost him some hair.  The worst part is that the hair on top is still growing strong and getting way too long.

In fact, his hair is so long that the faux-hawk wouldn't stand up anymore, it just kept flopping over to the side.

This won't do at all.

So, I gave him a haircut!

It seemed too early for a first haircut, but he needed it, so I gave it my best.

It was a little challenging trying to snip scissors around the face of a baby who's head was bobbling around while sitting in a Bumbo, but I did my best.

Asher seems to approve!