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Cutting his rug, & a tooth.

Cason is already cutting a tooth...poor little guy. It's on the bottom and his little gum is all bumped up. This has caused him to really chew on his fist and slobber and grunt a lot. If you ever stick a wash cloth or burp cloth in his mouth to chew on, he just talks and talks and talks. He's gotten really upset a few times before bed because his little gummies hurt, but the Hyland's teething tablets seem to help. Thank goodness for modern homeopathic medicine!

The Ted Koppel look is out.

We decided (well I decided, and convinced Ryan) that it was time for Cason's first haircut. Yeah, he's only three months old, but I didn't feel so bad when I called up to Pig Tails and Crew Cuts and they said they have cut hair on a two week old. I mean, he could've used it at two weeks, but at least I have waited this long. I wasn't sure how this would work, seeing as he isn't old enough to sit up by himself in one of the nifty airplane, cop car, or fire truck seats. Ms. Keisha told me that I could just hold him and they would put a cape around me and a cape around him. Fabulous! He did so good...the kid is just down right agreeable. I figured if nothing else, he won't be traumatized by getting haircuts as he gets older because he's had them for so long. Please look at the before and after shot. You can't argue with that.

Pre-haircut


I just so ha-peeee
























Post-haircut

Getting so strong...

I went in to get Cason up from his nap Saturday afternoon and had a good laugh. He is getting stronger and stronger every day and is able to pick his head up and look around like a little turtle. Ryan plays airplane with him every night before we feed him and he does so good to hold his little head up and look around. I think I'm going to put a brick on his head so he doesn't grow up. Here's the picture Ryan took with his cell phone because we couldn't get to the digital camera in time.