Haircut!

Joe has a very sweet outfit to wear for Easter this weekend, and I didn’t want him to have one of his raggedy home haircuts with it. So we went to the pros at Pigtails & Crewcuts!

haircut

Couldn’t you just eat him up? I can’t stand it.

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Every Little Thing is Gonna Be All Right

Baltimore was lovely — and oddly familiar, considering I haven’t been there since I was a kid. The weather could have been nicer, but maybe we’ll go back and spend a sunny day soon.

The doctor visit left us with a lot of question marks, as they all do. They didn’t have much to offer in terms of explaining his delays, but they made some predictions that we’re still digesting.

The things we know for sure are all good: He’s physically healthy, he’s making progress, and we’re doing everything we should to guide him along.

Joe was totally smitten with the resident who examined him, and of course it was mutual. Ooh, and he got to pick out a fun book to take home for free. The resident signed it, “You’re Awesome!”

On my computer, I have a bookmark folder called “Joe’s favorites.” They are all videos (that ridiculous Gummy Bear song, some “Wheels on the Bus” stuff) that Joe likes to watch. This is his most recent favorite:

Rise up this mornin’, smiled with the risin’ sun,
Three little birds, pitch by my doorstep,
Singin’ sweet songs, of melodies pure and true, saying,
“This is my message to you-ou-ou.”

Singin’ “Don’t worry, about a thing,
‘Cause every little thing is gonna be all right.”

Cousins

One of my favorite things about going to visit my family in NC is seeing Joe play with his cousins.

They are so sweet with him! Dixon runs right up to give him a kiss when we come in, and he thought it was very cool that they both had alligators on their shirts one day.

Abigail likes to show books to him and let him see new toys. She also likes to keep Dixon away from anything she wants Joe to play with. (“No, Dixon — that’s for Joe!”)

We're All Together!

Scooter

While conducting a phone interview for a writing project the other day, I put Joe in his crib so that he could play in a contained area.

When I returned to his room, I found the crib scooted about 2.5 feet from the wall, and the video monitor unclipped from the bars and totally unplugged.

Crib Scoot

And look how proud he is to have done it!

Proud!

I spoke to my dad on the phone shortly after this discovery, and asked how he thought Joe might have managed this feat. He guessed that Joe had rocked on his hands and knees, which scooted the crib, inch by inch, away from the wall. Mystery solved!

Baltimore Bound

Later this month, Joe will see a developmental pediatrician at Kennedy-Krieger Institute in Baltimore. He’s still taking his sweet time meeting all his milestones (most kids his age are running, climbing and saying a few words by now), and the people at Kennedy-Krieger are good at solving those kinds of mysteries.

Just as we did last year in Pittsburgh, we’re using Joe’s doctor appointment as an excuse to take a family mini-vacation. I haven’t been to Baltimore since I was a kid, but I remember a really cool aquarium! I’m also looking forward to Maryland crab cakes – YUM.