Head Tale

Pace didn’t leave our sight for the first year of his life.
Shea found me in the garage a day after we brought Sasha home.  “Uhm, where did you leave the baby?”  (She was in her crib sleeping.)

Pace only ate healthy, nutritious, homemade food.
When Sasha finds crumbs or dropped Cheerios on the ground, we call them “floor treats”.

Pace was very flexible with routine as we were spending the week in Weyburn (where I was working) and weekends in Regina with lots of time on the road in between.
Sasha turns into a banshee-sounding baby if she doesn’t get put down in her own crib every night.

Pace had blonde hair from an early age which made me, as a brunet, wonder who his real father was?
Sasha has red-tinge in her hair, which makes me, as a brunet, wonder who her real father is!

Pace co-slept with us through most of his first year.
This will get us kicked out of the Attachment Parenting Guild but Sasha’s been in her crib ever since we brought her home.

Pace’s room is painted blue.
Sasha’s room is painted pink with a green feature wall (which provoked some of Pace’s first sibling rivalry: “How come she gets two colours and I only got one?”)

Pace was best friends with Shea’s parents’ dog, Snoopy.
Sasha with our cat, Koko?  Not so much…

Pace’s best trick?  “What does a monkey say? gets a “Oooh-oooh-oooh” response.
Sasha’s best trick?  All you have to do is say “Rock and roll” and she starts sticking her tongue out like the love child of Gene Simmons and Miley Cyrus.

Pace took his first steps two weeks before his first birthday
Sasha?  Well, we’ve still got a couple weeks to keep working on it! 😉