He was perfectly fine in the waiting area with all of the toys, but when it came time for the check up, he was having none of it. We could hardly weigh and measure him; he didn't want the doctor near him. He was completely non-compliant and wouldn't talk to the doctor, wouldn't look at… Continue reading Jack was a shit at the doctors today.
Well, our family's annual end of summer cold has descended upon us. First me, I brought it home from work I'm sure, now Jack. If I'm lucky it will skip over Jeremy and grammy. Poor Jack is all stuffy with a low grade fever. But he's in a very good mood overall. We're supposed to… Continue reading End of Summer Cold.
No. I don't think so. Birth control is my friend. Jack is a handful and half while also managing to be a miracle child. We consider ourselves extremely lucky to have him, and very fulfilled by his singular presence. Plus he's got his mama, his dada, his Grammy, and his auntie all wrapped around his charming little… Continue reading Are we having more children?
Jack is closer to being a two-year-old, then he is to a one-year-old. A fact which continues to boggle my mind daily. Where did this big boy come from? He was 30 pounds at his last baby well checkup. It seems like another lifetime ago that I was counting his breaths as his tiny 3-pound… Continue reading Where did this big boy come from?
Jack is on the move! I had to WORK to get these shots of our baby boy. He is walking and talking up a storm, and turning into a little boy so fast it's scary. I don't want to miss a thing.
Just because <3