We bought Steve a tuxedo this last month. He's in a choir that practices ONCE a week (unlike the plays he's been involved in in the past where they practice several times a week) and they have an upcoming concert soon. He has to have a tux for the performance, and since I approve of the choir, and hope that he'll continue to be involved in this, we decided a tux would be cheaper to buy than to rent. He looks good! ;)
We cut the baby's hair on Monday. I've been complaining about it's length for a while now, and my mom, who I'm sure was tired of hearing me complain, grabbed her scissors and she cut while I held the boy down. He was NOT impressed. :P
In the end it was pretty cute, but now instead of looking like a baby, he looks more like a little boy.
Cameron and Jake are playing well. I'm SO glad. I do get annoyed with saying, "You're NOT in charge." or "Put him DOWN!" over and over, but at least they get along. There are MANY times I'll hear the two of them laughing and it makes me VERY happy!
And Jake's a pill. He's begun throwing more tantrums. And he's got two more teeth. He bites, HARD! But there are moments, usually at the end of the day, when he winds down and will cuddle. I like those times, but they're very few. Usually he's crawling away from me, turning around to get my attention, and when I say, "HEY, STOP!" He laughs his little giggle and turns and crawls away as fast as he can. What a little button pusher! :P