Luke's First Real Haircut!

We've tried off and on for two months to schedule Luke's first haircut. It's as if he sensed it, and as just as an appointment day arrived, he'd have a fever or be particularly cranky because of teething. Darn it! But yesterday, there were no excuses, and the deed was done!

It all started with getting him aboard his taxi. I mean, he could sit in a car and watch TV - this can't go wrong, right?

Basically, throughout the process, Luke alternated between reaching out for me in tears and getting momentarily engrossed in the Elmo video. All in all, it was nowhere near as bad as I expected.

Getting our hair wet and ready to cut:
Starting the trim:
"Make it stop, Daddy!"

Just about all done!
Finally, here he is celebrating (and enjoying some Goldfish crackers) at Kincaid's, where Honey, Grand, and Granny joined us for burgers. Doesn't he look so handsome?

Now we're getting set to enjoy a three-day weekend and, hopefully, a second Cowboys' playoff win! Have a great weekend, everyone!

Go, Cowboys!

Here's Luke - ready for the big Cowboys-Eagles playoff game tonight! (He sported his hat for about 2.5 seconds - just long enough for us to snap a picture.) His parents are ready, too... but hoping the 'Boys don't break our hearts. I sure hope my next post finds me blogging of a Cowboys-Vikes game! We shall see...!

In Praise of PJs

Here's Daddy's Little Sidekick! (And thanks Honey for these adorable PJs!)
This past week - the final week of Christmas break - has been wonderful. It hasn't been without its challenges (more on that in a bit), but we've enjoyed lots of rest and relaxation after all of our festivities of the holidays. (On the flip side, our Christmas decor could still be up for the Super Bowl, but I digress...) And what better way to rest and relax than in brand new jammies? Luke got quite a few pairs of PJs this Christmas, and since he's felt a little crummy, they've been his exclusive wardrobe choice.


Little Luke went to the doctor Wednesday because he had an almost 102 degree fever. Long story short, his ears, nose, and throat are all clear, but he has MORE molars coming through, and the fever and fussiness were all but completely attributed to his chompers wreaking havoc. All of his bottom teeth are here (or at least are just beneath the surface), and his top teeth are just about all in. Folks, he's 16 months old tomorrow. I think this is freakishly soon, but what do I know? I do know that, as you see in the first picture above, Luke's fingers and/or paci have been in his mouth basically every waking moment these past few days. Poor little guy. At least he's sporting cute jammies! (Top pic and video jammies are from Grandma and Grandpa; the Rockstar and blue/green stripes are from... me. I'm obsessed, what can I say?) Check them out...

And finally, a video highlighting one of his favorite activities at Honey and Grand's house:

Happy New Year, friends! Hope 2010 brings great blessings to everyone!