Turing’s Blog

And those boys were tired.  Also, it is a big day when you can finally get your finger up your nose, maybe a month ago.

Combing my hair, enjoying the weather

And here is how you eat an olive

I finally used the clippers.  I was a little worried that Turing would freak out about it because some developmental thing clicked over and he’s suddenly afraid of stuff (sirens, dogs).  But he just thought it was funny:

These are also Turing’s famous spring shoes.  We went to the store and he picked them out himself (the options were pink, pink camo, blue, green, regular camo, and sponge-bob yellow).  Of course the branding means we spent $2 more on them, what a fancy guy!  He gets tons of compliments on them and he loves them.

Back when I used to cut all of his hair with scissors in the bathtub . . .

And that last blurry one is Turing signing to go eat.  Again.  Because he is a bottomless pit.  His new favorite thing to eat is cereal and milk because it was apparently time to stop messing around about using a spoon.

OK, so the pictures I’m going to post in 2 minutes are also in a yellow shirt and jeans.  But they’re totally different.  This is pre-aggressive haircut . . .