Hair Club for Babies

As I dressed Evelyn this morning, I made a shocking realization....the front part of her hair is falling out. I know a newborn's hair falls out, but we never experienced this with Isaac. He was born with what might be considered a very short crew cut that simply grew with time. There was no losing and regaining of hair. I had noticed that Evelyn's had gotten a bit patchy in the back lately and had attributed it to the newborn hair loss stage. Today as I pulled off her onesie, I almost screamed when I noticed her hair is now falling out in the front (I actually looked inside the onesie to see if I had inadvertently pulled out her hair when removing her clothes....I had not. It is just gone). What was once a noticeable widow's peak hairline now resembles a balding man holding with one tiny patch of hair at the top. I haven't decided if I am a hair bow person or not (I have learned not to say "never" about such decisions, considering I said "no pink" and have an entire baby wardrobe and nursery centered around that color), but we might have to find some thing to disguise this interesting hair look that is going on.

Here is proof that her hair is falling out drastically on top:

This picture was taken Saturday Morning

(Yes, we have seen the large tag on the Boppy that says don't let your baby sleep in it. We live on the wild side here at casa de phillips)Here is a picture taken yesterday...can you see the difference? As of today the remaining hair on top of her head is gone.

(Thanks, Auntie Laura, for this cute outfit!)
Fortunately, Isaac's hair is not falling out so I only have to worry about pricing one baby toupee. Lately he has become obsessed with the moon and with green apples. He adores green apples and has started asking for "green apple juice" (same as regular apple juice, but don't tell him) and even "ordered" green apples from a vendor at our local farmer's market this morning (he had to settle for peaches). Today he has been fixed on the need for me to unlock the door so he can "see A-son." I made the mistake of mentioning to him that Alison and Morgan might come play today and he has been worried about the front door being locked ever since. He even brought me the phone and told me to "call A-son." (It was noon, Alison, which I know is your house's naptime--thus the reason we did not call).

Here are some pictures from the past week:

On one of our many rainy days last week, we built a tent in the living room and had a popcorn party.

Don't you work puzzles while wearing your firefighter's hat?
Notice the Curious George band aid on his right hand...this is a staple of his wardrobe most days.

I quickly realized that a 3 week old and a 22 month old under the same activity gym don't work well together...