Paul is getting older every day. Today he looked very mature sporting his fancy sweater and jeans, courtesy of Aunt Shannon and Uncle Mike. He also got his first haircut this week, courtesy of Mommy. It was quoted as "the worst haircut ever" by my dear husband. I guess that's why you start practicing when they're too young to care.
Paul can walk just about anywhere now, as long as he holds on to something. He has taken a few steps, but it seems like he is waiting to truly master the skill befor he heads off on his own.
When I put Paul down today at daycare he quickly found some toys to play with. Then he realized I was leaving, turned to me, and waved and said "Bye, Bye." It was great!! Not only was he not screaming, but he figured out what bye bye means and connected it to mommy dropping him off at daycare. Ok, at least I thought it was cool.
We were going to take some more pictures after school, but he once again came home in a different pair of pants than what I sent him in. I guess he's not that much of a big boy.
