Davis's First Haircut

Last Monday, Russ and I took Davis to get his first official haircut

(Aunt Marie did trim it up a little at Christmas.)

We took him to Cookie Cutters.

Before

After

He got to sit in this cute (although germ-laden) airplane while he got his hair cut.

Doesn't he look grown up (and a little frightened)?!

He did really well, but he was very curious about the trimmer. When she turned that thing on, Davis kept trying to follow it with his head (which made it really hard when she tried to trim the hair on the back of his neck...)

When it was over, he got to take a balloon home.

He loved that balloon and stared at it the whole way home!

And of course we had to do a photo shoot the next day. I had to post a bunch of pics because I thought they were all so cute!

I especially love those last few pictures.

It's pretty easy to see how much Davis loves his daddy.

Ten Months Old!

Davis turned 10 months old last week!

He also started crawling EVERYWHERE!

He knows the places he's not allowed in our living room (the bookshelf -- might have to move that-- the lamp, and behind the entertainment center), and he somehow gravitates to them...

And yes, he still does that funny face with his lip.

I think it's kind of cute.

Baby Daxton

Yesterday my little sis, Marie, gave birth to the cutest little baby boy! His name is Daxton, and he has blonde, wavy hair -- what a doll! As a result, I have been thinking about this little guy:

This picture is many months old, but I love how it shows his super long eyelashes!

It seems like it was only a few months ago that we brought him home.

I still can't believe the hospital let US take him home -- didn't they know we were clueless?!?

We had no idea what to do with a little baby!

Here are a few things Davis has taught me over the past (almost) 10 months:

• If Davis is having lots of blowouts, it just may be time to upgrade to a larger diaper.
• Just because Davis liked squash yesterday doesn't mean he will like it today.
• If Davis doesn't want to eat squash, there is no way you can get it between his super tight gum clench (see above).
• Naptime gets a lot trickier when Davis knows how to sit up from a lying position.
• It is possible to blow a snot bubble with your nose if you have a runny nose and you cry hard enough (Davis did it -- not me!).
• The best hugs come right after naps or first thing in the morning.
• The best cuddles come while nursing.
• When Davis smiles or laughs, I'll do anything he wants.
• I never knew I could love a child so much!

Being a mom is AWESOME!!

A Miracle and a Bump in the Road

At Davis's nine months appointment last Tuesday, I admitted to Dr. Knorr that Davis still wasn't sleeping through the night. The doctor said letting Davis cry it out was the fastest way to train him (which I knew but have struggled doing), and Russ and I decided to do it that night.

Davis cried for 1/2 hour trying to fall asleep, and then cried a couple more times during the night (once for an hour!), but we didn't go into his room. Amazingly enough, I was tough enough to be consistent this go around, and after a few days, Davis was sleeping for 10 hours with only crying out once or twice during the night for a few minutes each time. Finally, on Monday night, Davis went to sleep at 7:30 (which is early for him) and slept til 6:00. He only cried out once, at 9 pm for a minute! Yahoo!!!!

This is how he looked in the morning:

I'd say our sleep training was a success...

Except that....

Last night Davis went to bed at 9 pm, and woke up at 4 crying pretty hard. And I couldn't resist but go into his room and nurse him (partially because Russ had a rough day at work, didn't go to bed until 1:30, and I didn't want Davis to wake him up). Then he woke up at 5:30 too. I nursed him, he fell asleep in my arms, and then promptly woke up when I put him in his crib. So he was up for the day at 6:15. And I was exhausted (having gone to bed at midnight myself)! It's been a long day, but we'll see how tonight goes...

No matter what happens, at least I get to wake up to a super cute little kid in dinosaur pajamas!

Happy Birthday, Sweetheart!

Today Russ turned 31.

He celebrated by going to work.

Not really the way I would have celebrated, but I guess when you're responsible you have to do things like earn money to support your family. Huh. Interesting concept.

I'm really glad that Russ is willing to go to work so that I can stay home and play with this little guy:

He rolled over to the toy basket today and then proceeded to turn it on its side and pull all of the toys out. It kept him entertained for a while.

And it took great concentration, as evidenced by his tongue's "serious business" position.

But I digress. Back to the man of the hour. Russell. I'm really lucky that he decided to marry me. I mean, I was practically a spinster in BYU terms. Anyway, here are a few reasons why I love Russ:

• He is a fabulous daddy. Davis's eyes totally light up whenever he sees Russ or a picture of Russ. Russ is always excited to play with Davis when he gets home, even if he's had a long day at work. Russ is also totally willing to change diapers. Yeah!!
• He is a hard worker. He puts in long hours at work, and he thinks about work even when he gets home... He works hard to learn a lot about his career, and he teaches himself lots of cool technological things that I don't understand.
• He wants to have Family Home Evening. And he wants to do it now. So I guess I better finish this blog post so that we can be spiritual. The end.

Oh. And happy birthday, Russ! The end again.