When Kiddo got up from a nearly 3 hour nap this morning, we headed to lunch. He looked pretty rough. He was only wearing a onesie (no shorts, shoes, socks), and his hair was the messiest I've ever seen it. He then sat in a high-chair at the place we ate that was more like the kind of highchair you have at home. As he was eating his beans, tomatoes, cheese, and applesauce for lunch, DH said, "he looks homeless!"
Later, as we were in the checkout line at the grocery store, a stranger said, "Love the do!"
Last week, we took my sister to lunch. She commented that we never wipe the kid's face, and that he had stuff on his outfit (which we didn't bother to change).
I'm not sure what it is about the "Homeless Baby Look" - but we, as parents, seem to have mastered the art. I guess that's a sign that we don't worry much about the things that don't matter.
Kiddo's 2nd haircut is destined to be this afternoon. I just wish I would have gotten a picture of homeless baby - perhaps right after naptime.
And to clarify - the kid has a great home, he has just mastered the homeless "look".
Love: Being lazy.
Hope: Haircut 2 goes as smoothly as the first!
Do: still need to study today!
