Paper--not presents--a hit at Christmas

As you might expect, Evan was much happier with the wrapping paper than his presents at Christmas. He seemed to enjoy the fact that, after a few minutes, it melted in his mouth. It can't taste any worse than the pureed peas he's been eating!

We spent Christmas in Hilton Head with Grandma & Grandpa Terreri and Aunt Kim & Uncle Shane. Evan was a great traveler-- he slept soundly in his pack 'n play and adapted well to the new environment. We had a great time-- as usual, we ate way too much and enjoyed good wine. Evan received some nice gifts, including some of the typical noise-making baby toys (read: obnoxious) from an uncle who shall remain nameless...

Some pics from Christmas are below. The last picture is Evan after his first haircut. His bangs were getting a little long, so I snipped a little off the front-- some of the last strands of brown hair left from birth. He's now almost completely blond. With his haircut, I learned two things: 1) scissors and a wobbly baby don't mix, and 2) cutting Barbie's hair when I was 6 does not a beautician make. This was Evan's first and last haircut from Mommy.