New improved mad skillz.

The polliwog has achieved spoon!

Well, he stole my yogurt off the table yesterday,

and then (once approved) was allowed to work as hard as he wanted to feed himself. His eyebrows won't be hungry for days:

First haircut!

Well, the cold I mentioned in the last post turned into a nasty sinus infection, but I am now on good drugs and finally coming back to update you all on some of the events of the past month.

Among which was the polliwog's first haircut! We took him to a real barbershop and at first it looked as though he might enjoy the event:

But that illusion was soon to be dispelled, as his suspicious investigations revealed that the hairdresser Maria actually had a secret identity as an evil villainess who sought to take over the world by terrorizing small boys into stillness and submission while freezing them in place with large plastic neckbibs:

So Matt took a turn as evil sidekick, holding him while the evil villainess chased his ears with the Scissors of Doom:

He finally calmed down and stopped shrieking when I took a turn holding him, so she could get the back of his head and give him that lovely puppy-tummy-type close razor shave:

What a handsome little guy! Seen here, with a post-haircut, post-dinner celebratory cookie face:

Even the daycare ladies commented that he looks like a little boy now and not a baby anymore. Today, the haircut, tomorrow, the world.