Life without a helmet

Silas is adjusting to life without the protection of his helmet. He's starting to be more mobile and faster at it too!  Which means Josh and I are running around more trying to keep him from getting into things.  No more sitting him in one place and finishing getting ready for work in the morning.  The dogs aren't excited that they have something constantly grabbing at them and interrupting their naps on the couch with a quick poke and a giggle.  However, Coop and Dooley do enjoy the extra cheerios and bananas that find their way to the floor.

We have the baby gates up and the covers on the electrical outlets - the cabinet and drawer latches are purchased, but that's as far as we got with those. :)

Today while getting ready for work, Silas was crawling around and fell into the knob of the dresser. ouch!  Instant bright blue bruise and a goose egg on his forehead.  I didn't know bruises could be that color.  He's a pretty good trooper but wanted Dad not me for comfort. 

Its a whole new world out there for him now that he has to learn that he's not invincible.  No more crawling under and into any thing he wants while smashing his head into things along the way.

Now that he doesn't have a helmet rubbing his head all day, his hair finally has a chance to grow and not be rubbed off.  Silas now has a funky duck bill/mohawk that makes me smile.  Guess he got his daddy's cowlick.