Sunday, August 29, 2010

Little Man.

This morning before church, I dressed Cub in a polo shirt and khakis. Upon closer inspection, I noticed the polo was a tad wrinkled and the khakis were maybe an inch too short. And he had major bed head. His last hair cut was a bit of an epic fail, seeing as he now hates having clippers anywhere near his head, so it's choppy and uneven. I stepped back and checked him out from head to toe, and couldn't hardly stand it. He needed a bit of a makeover for the morning. So, the khakis came off and the jeans came on, and I found one of his Oxfords and cuffed the sleeves. And, as for the hair, it was nothing a little Mega-Hold hairspray couldn't fix!

I've always shied away from the "faux hawk" on little boys, but I have to say that I liked Cub's hair this way. It isn't too faux hawk-ish. It's just, well, fixed. :) But wow, I couldn't believe how old he looks. And really, I can't believe that he's almost two. My little guy.

Today was his first day in the 2's and 3's class at church and guess what? He made a CRAFT! With his CLASS! Like, a real craft that I didn't do with him. He proudly handed it to me (while wearing his monkey backpack ... sigh) and it brought tears to my eyes. It just seemed like such a big-boy thing to do. Isn't it remarkable?

I'm sure he stuck those stickers on with gusto.

(It will probably still be on our fridge ten years from now. Yes, I'm THAT PROUD.)

And, speaking of big-boy-growing-up-can't-slow-it-down, here is his 2nd birthday (family) party invitations. They came in Friday.

Vroom, vroom, indeed. Time is just speeding by.

Okay I don't want to cry so I'm ending this post. ;)

Have a lovely day!


  1. He looks adorable! What a handsome little man!

  2. Oh man...SO cute! And I am totally digging the me, a faux hawk goes all the way back, and you've really just done the front, so that means it is "fixed" and not "faux hawked," in my book! You're safe! (Riggs was born with a faux hawk and now all that remains is this little tuft at the crown that sticks straight up! So funny!)

  3. I love his little outfit...and his craft! I would keep it forever too. ;)

  4. My son is turning 3 in October. The other night I grabbed him and was being goofy trying to hold him like a baby. He looked at me with the most serious face and his best big boy voice and said, "Mama I'm not your baby anymore. I'm your big boy". After I picked my mouth up off the floor I almost cried. It sounds so cliche to say they grow up too fast, but it's the truth.

  5. Good grief, I might just cry. I can't believe how fast it has gone by. He really is closer to 'little kid' than 'baby' now. GAH!!!