Out of (my) hair
We’ve reached a brilliant part of life when I no longer have to stay within arm’s reach of Louisette as she plays on (most) playgrounds). That means that everyone wins – I don’t have to injure myself walking around with TJ in my arms; Louisette gets out more; TJ gets attention in a novel location. He’s not actually smiling in any of these, but I assure you he was having a brilliant time.
Also, I cut his hair today. Spot the difference 🙂
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