First haircut

Over the long Thanksgiving weekend, Dave and I both agreed that it was about time for Kyle's first haircut...





...it seemed to be getting a little shaggy over his ears, and he was growing quite the little tail at the back!




So we took Kyle to a place that specializes in kid's cuts - just to see how he did for the first time with scissors snipping around his head. He sat in a little car and had fun steering and playing the toys until it came time to trim over his ears, and then his hands were everywhere, trying to get at the stylist!







In the end,
he managed to get a decent trim, and we now know that he can handle a haircut without any tears.



Kyle's last canine tooth has just broken through, so he is up to 16 teeth now. After this, it seems like we will have a few months to enjoy a little less drool until his 2-year molars make an appearance. However, as all of his teeth were early, it may not be long before those, too, decide to break through!

The latest antics that have had us laughing this week are the "body slam" hugs that we get. It started off as Kyle running up to the couch and bouncing off again, full of giggles. So while I was busy, Dave turned this into hugs from Kyle. When I came back into the room, Kyle decided that it wasn't Daddy's turn for body slam hugs anymore, but mine, so we had a lot of backing up and running into me. He would usually make eye contact with me before running at me, but once he did a "fake-out" and looked at Dave but then ran right past him into me. After a few of the close range hugs, Kyle decided to go all of the way into the kitchen to get up a LOT of speed, so he would come tearing around the corner and then run right into me. Once he came around the corner and was heading for Dave, so he paused, waved his hands as if to say "Never mind! Do-over!" and then turned around to head back into the kitchen. Sure enough, the next time he came barreling out of the kitchen it was straight into me! It was one of those moments that we wish we could have captured on video tape...

First Trip to the Beach

Instead of going away to celebrate our third anniversary, Dave and I decided to spend last Saturday out at Half Moon Bay with Kyle. Instead of going to "our" beach (where Dave proposed), we did a little exploring and found Cowell Ranch State Beach, a few miles south of Half Moon Bay. This was Kyle's first trip to the ocean, although he seemed more excited about playing with the sand than with the water. We got some great photos, and it was hard to pick only a few for the blog. I chose the one above because it was one of only a few when I was actually able to catch his attention and he wasn't also moving!

There was a 0.6 mile hike out to the bluffs, and then a long trek down the stairs to the beach. At the bottom, the stairs had been washed out, but we were still able to get down to the beach. We had a nice walk along the beach, with lots of stops to play with the sand, seaweed, rocks and seashells. So many exciting new things to examine! It was quite a grey day, so we actually had the entire beach to ourselves, and we finally decided to head back to the car when we started to feel rain sprinkles intensifying. I was surprised that we didn't get more of a protest when we left, but it turns out that Kyle was thoroughly worn out and fought falling asleep once we were back in the car. Hopefully we will be able to head out to the coast again on another nice weekend, although as my tummy grows, we'll have to find a beach that doesn't require scrambling over the edge!

In other news, I had my 16-week check-up at the OB office this week. Everything is progressing well, and Kyle loved the exam - being able to sit on my chest to watch the nurse practitioner measure my size, he then held on to the tape measure for her while she showed him how the Doppler worked and we heard the heartbeat! Four more weeks until our next visit, although I have begun to feel some kicks and punches, so we will have some reassurement in the meantime.

Hooray!

(Click on the photo for a larger image, otherwise,
Kyle's shirt reads:

I'm gonna be a big brother, but I'd still rather have a dinosaur)


Announcing the upcoming arrival of Kyle's little brother or sister,
due to join the Walker Family by the end of April, 2008.

Happy Halloween

Happy Halloween from our "little pumpkin" - I mean Tigger! We laughed when we remembered last year having to prop Kyle up against the pumpkins to get a similar photo, now he could barely sit still long enough for this photo.

We've had a fun October, with a trip
to the pumpkin patch...










...some pumpkin carving...





...and finally trick-or-treating (or more accurately, a walk around the neighborhood in his Halloween costume while looking at all of the decorations)

(Don't forget to click on the small photos to see them enlarged!)

Mr Repairman

Kyle wants to help out with everything these days, or more accurately, do everything himself. This morning, his zebra flashlight didn't have the usual perkiness, so we thought that it might be in need of some new batteries - here's Kyle taking charge of the repairs!

Getting to be a big boy!

Kyle loves exploring what goodies we have in the fridge, and today he found a nectarine on the top shelf, and wandered away munching on it! So far I haven't found any sticky spots on the hardwood floor or carpet, so I am hoping that he was pretty neat with it.

We are amazed daily by how much he understands and can do. Yesterday, we received a new sweatshirt in the mail for him, so we opened up the package, took a look, and then left it in the middle of the living room floor. Later when Dave once Dave was home, Kyle was busy playing with something, and I poked my head in to say "Can you show Daddy your new sweatshirt?" Sure enough, Kyle got up, picked up the sweatshirt, gave it to Dave and then went back to what he was doing! We're looking forward to his first few words, when he can start asking us for things (hopefully this doesn't lead to much talking back!)

Body Art

Kyle loves to scribble with pens lately (if you give him a crayon, he'll just eat it!) and I made the mistake of leaving the room for 5 seconds... I came back to find him laughing and scribbling on his foot. He was very proud to show off his handiwork, and even managed to get a scribble in on my wrist a little later. We're going to have to start watching out for the walls!