Finally we heard back about the house we put an offer on forever ago. Our offer was accepted, no thanks to our less than helpful realtor. I am still cautious about the whole thing just because I have heard horror stories about other people having something happen right before the closing date (which is July 3rd). Here is a link to the property's website. The photographs do not do the amount of filth in the house justice, but you get the idea. We are excited to actually be moving forward with a house! Did I mention there is a hot tub? Heck yes! I think it makes us seem super sophisticated.
http://cbbestsellers.com/SLW/80005805
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Many kids don't have their first hair cut until they are like two, but it was either cut Max's hair or start braiding it. So we decided to do it at Nana's house. I thought he would go balistic at the sound of the clippers, but he actually liked it. He didn't cry at all! The only difficult thing was that he wanted to look at the clippers so I had to hold his head in pretty much a headlock while Joey attempted to fade it. Max's head looks so much skinnier! Joey missed a few spots, but I couldn't believe how much hair we cut off! Next time we will have to donate it to Locks of Love.
Yesterday I noticed a little rough thing in Max's mouth. Finally a tooth has broken through! Funny thing is though, he is more happy now than he has ever been. We'll see how this continues. Also he can sit up on his own... well almost. He occasionally tips over, usually before I have a chance to catch his head before it makes a thick thud sound on the carpet. Hey, at least I don't let him hit his head on concrete, right? It's good for him, it'll toughen him up!
This is what happens when I let Max "cry it out." It never fails, I'm either exhausted or in the middle of something and he refuses to sleep. So I think to myself, "Just let him cry himself back to sleep." I usually give up and find him soaked through his diaper, tangled in blankets (usually over his mouth, very safe) or in crazy uncomfortable positions like this one, yesterday. He did finally fall asleep this way, but I felt so bad because his nose was completely smashed against the bumper and he was making snorty sounds trying to breathe. I think I'm a shoe in for "Mother of the Year."
I can't believe Max is 6 months old already. Dang it, I was supposed to get my washboard stomach back by now... oh wait, I never had one. We can't believe how much he has grown! We feel so blessed to have in our family. We found out today at his check up that he is still a beanpole. He is in the 10th percentile for weight and 90th for height. His head is actually average size. Thank goodness for those Light genes! :) All in all he is a healthy boy, but I think I'm going to start him on protein shakes to bulk him up.
