Haircuts

We had our usual swimming lessons - Ellis floated for a full minute on his back. He also was more of a Leo - he stopped every so often to make sure that Rowan and I were watching. In fact, there are now 5 other babies in Rowan's swim class (from private lessons to a rather large lesson) and Ellis waved at all of them.

After lunch we needed a destination so headed off to the Village for haircuts. Rowan no longer has his old man's comb over and looks like a very different baby. In fact he is becoming a very different baby. One that throws himself onto the ground when he does not get his way and one that does not put up with any gumph from Ellis. I'm going to have to take level two referee training.

Rowan still attempts to please in some ways though. Granita can always get him to stop crying by throwing his stuffed moose. He feels duty bound to return it to her. So - when mummy has disappeared and Rowan is sad - Granita throws the moose (over and over) and Rowan brings it back to her. Over and over.

Granita said to me the other day - "don't tell Cyp, but I think Ellis is more work."

Oops - maybe he won't read this blog.