Nighttime play with abuelito:
Haircut buddies:
(Mateo obviously didn't get the memo. He thought I said hair-pulling buddies.) I took him along with me to get my biannual haircut without realizing that the little guy would quickly become the star of the show. No sooner was I sitting in the swivel chair than Mateo was occupying the adjacent seat, drawing all licensed hairdressers in the immediate vicinity to his side, cooing, calling, entertaining, and, yes, perhaps doing a bit of justificatory clipping around his little ears while all the other abandoned clients looked on with dangling curlers, foil and half-styled locks.
2 comments:
I really miss you. Sort of a non sequitur, and maybe better expressed in a personal e-mail, but I am overwhelmed with that sentiment when I see this string of pictures. I hope you are printing hard copies of some of these.
It is also nice to see some mom-shots on the blog. You look beautiful, healthy and maternal. I really love the one of you two in the arm chair.
AWOL Mommy is so right...you look just radiant, Alex. Has motherhood agreed with anyone more? Your night-time rituals are so sweet. Mateo has wonderful shoes to fill with the men in your family. love, Tia Anna
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