A Very Busy Morning

It seems with Jack that you have to balance the favored activities with the least desirable ones. So we went up to the Bernal playground for over two hours of climbing, heart-stopping (for me) fun. He has become a total daredevil and has little regard for keeping his bones whole.


















Then it was off to get a haircut. (This is the least desirable activity I was referring to.) After deciding that his hair has no nerve endings, he did just fine. Too bad we can't say the same for the very nice woman who gave him his first army-styled haircut. We still aren't sure which part of "don't take too much off" was unclear.

We then returned to a favorite activity--eating ice cream! Jack is really into having a cone now, the dish simply won't do.

I am now 37 weeks pregnant, so new baby Furr can come at any time. Will that be our next post?