Hairy man hutchens

January sure is one boring month. Not much going on at all. Just thought I'd post this picture of Emmett to show the flowing locks of hair he has acquired. I exaggerate somewhat, but at least he's not bald as a plucked chicken anymore. On the back things are still a little sparse. This isn't helped by the new habit of shaking his head from side to side constantly. Friction, don't you know, its stopping his hair back there from thriving.

I brought Emmett for his injections yesterday. He was great, barely a whimper out of him, but last night I think he must have been feeling crappy - he kept falling asleep for a while then waking up crying. I spent a good portion of the night going up and down to him. Good times, good times.

I looked after himself AND Aoibhin yesterday morning while Mam was at the dentist, and I gotta say, give me work any time. One I can do, but you don't get a second to yourself with the pair of them. She can be a bit of a rascal with her crying until you devote 100% of your attention to her. I had the pair of them on my knee at one stage.. he was all smiles, kept going for her hair. She wasn't too pleased with this, surprisingly enough - I thought everyone loved when Emmett tried to rip their hair out. So that was mad altogether, albeit funny. He'd put the hand out for her hair, she'd slap it away, he'd laugh, rinse and repeat. Kept me amused until she started crying, but lucky Granny came home to save the day! Super Gran!