On the Move

Mama Mary called yesterday to say how much she misses Lance, which made me realize it might be time for another video!

So... Lance is mobile. Not quite a crawl, but he can chase his little car around one scoot at a time. He still doesn't understand that he can go places, but that's fine with me!

I Heart NY

It was a hot day on Monday, and Lance had a chance to wear his new onesie handed down from one of his older buddies. Because some of you out there live in NY (and one will be moving there soon), and many of you might even love New York, I thought this would be a worthy post!
Lance is getting very good at rolling around and is trying his hardest to crawl. Definitely can't quite figure it out yet, but it is super fun to watch him try.
Here are some pics of Lance rolling around on the bed and loving NY...

Hair

Lance is rocking quite a do these days... Wait, who am I kidding? He's been rocking quite a do since birth, but the last month has seen even more crazy growth (and loss)! The top is getting totally unruly and the back and sides are completely rubbed out except for a little duck tail. If we decide to truly go with the local Hilo style, we might just grow out that little duck tail to a you know what- a rat tail!!! Heaven forbid!
Here are some shots of the evolution thus far:

lots of hair for a newborn, but looking pretty tame!

One month old and the top is starting "its thing"
two months old and the side thinning begins
still two months and the top is getting better!
continued thinning at three months
the culprit for the lack of strands on the back and sides... getting cozy and rubbing right and left
several people around town have been asking if we intentionally cut our (then) four month old a mohawk
the top just keeps getting longer!
the morning after daddy does the post-bath, pre-bed styling
the aforementioned duck tail with a rogue top strand
full splendor on his five month birthday

Thoughts? Suggestions? Jokes? We'll take them all! We love our boy to the max- amazing head of hair and all!

Update on the Other Babies

It's been five months since Lance arrived at Moses and Kohala's house and, well, they are officially in love.
Moses takes his job as Head of Security very seriously and would do anything to be able to lick Lance from head to toe all day long.
Kohala has become Lance's favorite playmate (they are the same size, afterall!) and will entertain him by chasing her ball up and down the hallway again and again and again.
If he has a fussy moment during the day there is only one thing he needs to feel better- a little interaction with the Mose and the Kok. True love, indeed.

Swings!

Apparently I've been holding out on my son by not taking him to the park sooner. We went this weekend and Lance had his first experience on the swingset! Needless to say, he loved it. Laughing, shrieking, smiling- adorable!
Here are some pics of the big event...

all proud:

and, because we were wearing matching outfits, one of the two of us:

You did WHAT? with your WHAT?????

be forewarned: this post may contain some unappealing visuals and information...

So, five months ago when Stef and I were talking about what the birth would be like, etc., the whole placenta topic came up. Should we save it? Bury it in the yard? Look at it? Let the hospital staff throw it away? Pretend it never existed?
well, we had the conversation but didn't make any decisions except for one- that even though it sort of grossed me out, I wanted to see it (which I dutifully informed Dr. N of in my last prenatal visit).

After Lance was born, we were both in a complete daze and thankfully, Dr. N remembered that I wanted to have a look at the "other" part of my pregnancy. When she asked if we wanted to keep it, we looked at each other with blank stares and after an awkard pause, Stef said, "sure, why not!"

Well, into the cooler it went. Then home to the freezer, and then, after finally finding a star fruit tree to plant, it went into the ground.

the dogs stood by...

Four months later and the tree is still just two feet tall, but it is FULL of starfruit. And I mean FULL.

We've been enjoying them immensely and Stef has promised to stop telling guests that the fruit they are eating was grown from my placenta. Eeeew.