I may take Gray for his first haircut today. I have made the appointment, then canceled, then rescheduled. Then Carter took Noah's "homework scissors" to his own hair the other day and I thought, well, we have to take him in now to get that fixed so we should finally take Gray, too. Daddy is not fond of the mullet look sprouting from the back. Mommy could hold onto it a little while longer...
As babies, all my boys have loved this silly trumpet playing Cookie Monster. When you press his hand he plays When The Saints Go Marching In and when you put the trumpet in his mouth he'll play and say "ha cha cha" in a deep Cookie voice. Gray puts the trumpet to Cookie's mouth and in his own voice growls a little hacha in a deep sound- too cute I must say. He also likes to poke Cookie's eye balls. Ouch.
**Updated to add: this morning we were playing and clear as day he said "cookie?" as he pointed to his trumpet playing Cookie Monster. This could be his second official word (dog was his first.) Dog, cookie, he's got his priorities in order!**
Last night he was taking his pajamas and putting them in Noah & Carter's pajama drawers. I guess he wants to be like his big brothers. I'll take all the laundry help I can get.