Paxton's First Haircut

This boy needed a haircut...bad. For some crazy-mama reason I didn't want him to get his haircut until after he turned one because then he wouldn't be a baby anymore *sniff* But then it reached crisis level...

Here's the view from the front...

...and the side.

crazy, right?

He got that morning hair from me :)

So off we went and sweet Irene gave him his first haircut.

He did a great job of holding still most of the time.

But had to check out big brother getting his haircut too.

Two  handsome boys.

And no more crazy hair!

Let it snow...

For some reason this year when I was doing the fall clothes shopping for Tavish I made sure to get him snow pants and boots. I have never bought them in the past because it usually seems like there is one or two good snow storms each winter and that's it. Well, this must have been some sort of prompting because we are getting one snowstorm after another this year. And this boy loves to be out in the snow.

 Wistful longing to go out...

 For some reason Tavish always wants to lick the snow.

It was a beautiful cold day and the snow was so dry that it wouldn't really stick to make a proper snowman, so instead we made a snow mound named....Frosty, of course.