Two Is Always Better Than One

Reggie loves two binkies. He puts one in his mouth and holds the other in his hand. Then he'll swap. And swap back. And swap again. I have actually seen him wake up from a nap and the first thing he will do is swap his binkies. It's become one of his greatest skills. Until he discovered this morning that he can do this:

If he actually turns out to be as funny as he thinks he is, we are in for a hilarious life.

Particulars

Reggie's blonde hair is the most fun thing to see. A. Why is it blonde? B. He has about 58 cowlicks. C. He hates having it washed, cut and even touched. Even so, every now and then I brave the blonde haired messy storm to deliver him a boy's haircut. How do I do it you ask? How do I keep his head still, his tantrum quelled and his mouth quiet?

Red Vines.

Addie also has a new way to fall asleep at night. She is loving her winter hat i bought her this year. There just wasn't enough winter however, for her to fully enjoy her new hat's abilities. Until she discovered this.

Sweet Dreams.

Reggienstein

Reggie loves his baths. "Baff" was one of his first words. He loves to play, splash and pee in the bath as any normal kid would. But sometimes he really doesn't like the whole soap and shampoo thing. And by sometimes, I mean every time so far in his life. SO there I was soaping my boy up when he started to pull away from me. He slipped but I caught him before he finished his fall. And yet I still heard a strange thud. He looked ok. The bathtub looked ok. Then I looked at him again. And there I saw, between his eye and his nose, a hole wide enough to fit a sharpie marker through. He had nailed his head right into that little ceramic soap dish that pokes out (the one that isn't there anymore thanks to my favorite hammer) And soooooo... I rinsed him off. Dried him off. Put on a diaper and dressed him. Then I dressed myself (I was still in a towel from my shower. The shower in which I did NOT hit my head on anything). We got into the car and drove the point three miles to the hospital where they stitched up my little man. Sorry Reg.