Yesterday was a relaxing Sunday for sure. We woke up at 8:30, but that was to be expected since Wyatt's body was telling him it was 9:30. Babies don't catch on to daylight savings time for some reason. Don't they know they could be getting an extra hour of sleep!? Silly babies.
We all literally laid around most of the day and eventually ventured out to get some take out. But yep, boring day indeed.
In other news, there IS talk of Wyatt possibly getting a hair cut in his future. As of right now it's talk... I'm not ready to commit and to be honest, thinking of him getting a hair cut gives me heart palpitations. I don't want him to have a basic boy cut, and I want him to have something stylish and still long. But I'm just not digging all the strands in his eyes anymore. I've started hair spraying it over to the side, but sometimes I forget to do it... Why is this so stressful? I guess I'm just scared of what he'd look like with short hair and if he'd look different. I don't know. I guess that's dumb.