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These photos were taken on the first day of his life! |


So I have decided the worst thing about raising Keagan is trimming those fingernails and toenails. I will take sleepless nights, screaming right in my ear, or having the sprinkler (or worse yet the disposal system) go off when not covered rather than trap those little fingers for a nail trim. We both hate the prospect of nail trimming. Now to my defense, Keagan has his dad's fingers and I just don't know how to trim them. I keep my nails very short so they are easier to clean since I have a job where I need to wash my hands alot! The one time I trimmed Jeff's nails, he whimpered about me trimming them too short. Jeff always has his nails longer than mine and I think it has to do with how our nail beds are shaped. So, when I go to trim Keagan's nails I always worry that I am trimming them too short. He fusses about his nails being trimmed, but I think it is just keeping those fingers quiet for 5 minutes that drives him nuts. Those hands are always active right now...grabbing toys, my hair...anything he can get his hands on is fair game as far as he is concerned. Every day is a learning experience for both of us. I never thought this would be the worst thing I would have to overcome. The books don't prepare you for real life... I wonder what is next!