Another in our continued series of videos that are sure to embarrass Nyan when he’s older (sorry, kid): the boy in a bath. Not a whole lot going on here, I suppose, just Nyan admiring himself in the mirror, and making little noises, and vamping for the camera. As he does.
Monthly Archives: November 2012
A few random snippets of life with Nyan in recent days, with a couple of photos for good measure.
Bathtime is supposed to be a time of winding down, and relaxing and getting ready for sleep. Not tonight though, as you can see in this video. Young Nyan Thomas was full of beans (as he is pretty much all the time lately), splishin’ and a-splashin’ and, most notably, admiring himself in his reflection in the chrome thingie that you turn to make the tub stopper go down. He certainly is a joyous handful…
Ever wonder know what goes on in that two-hour or so window between when Nyan gets home from ‘school’ (i.e. nursery, a.k.a. day care)? Of course you do. Well, here you go. A trio of videos showing the young man in all his playtime glory.
First up, check him as he bounces from toy to toy, then demands that Daddy open his toy chest, then goes through that toy chest, looking for the perfect toy:
In this video, more toy chest action. Note that if he doesn’t want a toy, he definitely doesn’t want a toy.
And here’s still more playtime: riding his little ladybug scooter, chatting, still seeking that elusive perfect toy. And don’t miss the bit near the end when he finds his telephone… priceless:
Last Sunday was a big day for young Nyan Thomas. Most importantly of course was his first real baby steps, which you read about in this post. But Sunday was also the day of his first real haircut! He’d gotten haircuts before: once back in December as a medical procedure, essentially – we shaved his head as a way to make his cradle cap medicine more effective (it worked like a charm, too) – and just a few weeks ago we gave him a quick trim over the bathroom sink because some of his hair was growing over his ears and bothering him.
But Sunday was the real deal, at a real barber shop. Read the rest of this entry »