A daily photo-blog of my life as an American transplanted in the UK.
Sunday, 3 January 2010
Year 2 Day 95: Mani, Anyone?
Since I was too scared that I would clip his skin, Auntie Emma offered her nail expertise and little Ryan got a much-needed baby manicure. We discovered during this time that he definitely has his daddy's nails -- flat and claw-like (but still so cute).
Unfortunately it will be some time before his donnies will be freed from the scratch mitts as he seems to be into self-harm. Not intentionally. He just ends up with little red scratches down his cheeks since he pinches them when he's upset. Plus, the mitts hold in the moisture when he gets his olive oil massage.
After two and a half years in a long-distance relationship, I packed my life of 29 years into 21 boxes and moved to England to marry and be with my husband, Matt. Now I'm reveling in the youth of my 30s in Great Britain, supply-teaching in primary schools near Birmingham and enjoying newlywed life, being a mommy, and all the surprises they bring!