Even when he was still in the hospital, he was starting to get nasty little scratches on his face. Our silly boy tends to get worked up when he gets upset, and he starts grabbing his own face which is absolutely cringe-worthy from our point of view. Seems like he's about to grab his own eyeball out. So yesterday when we got him home, we tried trimming his soft tiny nails, but that didn't work either. Couldn't cut it that close without hurting him.

So last night I went to Freddy's to get him some mittens, and the only ones they had had bears on them. We put them on him last night and since he was flailing, he would swing the mitten to his face and the weight of the mitten would make the bears smack him in the face - making him give the cutest little frowny despair face ever. Being the sensitive parents, we would laugh at him. So, after the second attack of the bears, we took it off him.

I took these pictures of him napping with me this afternoon, with his mittens back on. More scratches showed up, so we figured that it would be less harmful with killer bears than his own fingernails.