The Mop

This little guy's hair is getting long! I just can't cut it yet because I get such a kick out of it. After he has a bath it curls up in the back and it just makes me giggle. After lunch today Gus needed a quick bath and change of clothes, because there were mashed vegetables on every part of his front surface area. While I waited for my first student of the day to arrive, I plunked him down at the piano. These pictures just crack me up because he looks like a musical prodigy, a genius of Mozart magnitude. Ok, maybe not, but I'm the mom, so I'm entitled to think so. Take special note of the sock on his hand. Little Gus has taken to chewing one certain finger so much he created a blister that got bigger, and bigger. It looks so nasty it gives me a stomachache. For my general health, and the possibility that the wound might heal faster if he chews on the sock instead, Gus now wears a sock 23 hours of the day. He gets to take it off to eat, since he's so preoccupied with chowing down his food as fast as possible that he forgets to chew his finger.