First haircut

Yesterday we took Roan to get his first haircut. I've been fighting this haircut for months, and I hate to admit it, but Jay was right. Roan's haircut looks very boyish. It seems to have taken him another step away from babyhood and toward being a little kid.

Here's a closeup of the haircut, focusing on the contested hair that hung over his ears, or his "payos" as Grandpa Lyons called them.


Because Roan screamed and squirmed through the entire haircut, desperate to escape, we didn't waste any time cleaning him up. He was covered with hair, and the only solution was to put him in the pool.

The haircut took place at Lulu's in Park Slope, which is a hair salon / toy store. It's a brilliant combination, because after you've subjected your baby to the trauma of a haircut, (which involves holding his head immobile against your chest for five harrowing minutes while he screams bloody murder), you really feel like you owe him one. Luckily Grandma Lyons was there to buy him this really cool wooden toy where you hammer in pegs. Roan doesn't quite have the coordination to use it correctly, but soon he will be hammering everything non-stop. Soon, he will have his revenge.

In the meantime, he'll focus on commanding the remote control.


I include the photo below as part of his Part Time Baby Model portfolio. Doesn't he look like the Vanna White of remote controls?

Grandpa Lyons took a "Before" photo at Lulu's, which I will post for compare/contrast once I have it. For now, here's a "Before" photo that was taken a couple of days before the haircut. It's not the best comparable, since Roan is wearing a hat, but in the tradition of Rogaine and Proactive commercials, where the "Before" photo looks like a different person entirely, this works perfectly:


Roan looks so sweaty and sad under the weight of his old hair; you can see a greasy strand peeking out from under his hat. He is so distraught that he can't even concentrate on removing his shoe, a favorite activity. Also, as Jay pointed out, he looks like a girl. Contrast this photo with the previous photos, where he practically glows with confidence and pride and masculinity.

The haircut was a good call.

Roan at the Beach

Last Monday we took Roan to the beach for the very first time. He loved it. The sand, the wind, the birds, the noise from the surf, and especially the ocean. He stared and stared at the waves.

You'll notice that none of these photos have the ocean in the background; that's because every time we positioned Roan with his back to the water he turned right around and crawled like mad straight for it. If you have never seen a baby crawl through sand at full speed in a button down shirt with the ocean rolling up to meet him, well, maybe you thought your life was already full to brimming with wonder and love, but a sight like that? Makes you realize there is always room for more.

Photos courtesy of Dina Love

Papparazzi

It's hard to go anywhere with the Robot. People are always stopping us to exclaim over how cute he is. Most of the time we appreciate all the attention, but sometimes it's like, "yeah yeah lady, out of the way, we've got a bus to catch."

Lately people have been like, "Your baby looks just like James Dean!"

"Oh, thanks," we'd say shyly, and walk away quickly. What were these people talking about?

On the street we'd see women elbowing through the crowd and hear their excited whispers: "isn't that James Dean in that Baby Bjorn?!"

Jay and I thought it was all a bit overblown, until we gave it some serious thought.



They are pretty hard to tell apart.

Mirror, Mirror

Thanks to Anna for taking this adorable photo with her Blackberry!

Part Time Baby Model

We've started this blog to launch our baby's modeling career. He'll spend part of his time modeling, and the other part of his time at his normal job.