Sunday, November 28, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Almost 4 months
It's hard to believe that 4 months ago this coming Sunday, we first said hi to that wrinkly, coneheaded little booger. And now, 9 pounds later, he is smiling, laughing, grabbing things, sitting up, and motoring through 8 gallons of formula a day (or so it seems). It makes my day every night when I get home from work and he smiles at me.
He has had a chest cold this week, so he has been coughing and congested and generally snotty. But he is still just as happy as ever. Nancy took him to the doctor today, but unfortunately at his age there is not a whole lot they can give him to help with the coughing or congestion. So we have to let it run its course, which kinda sucks. I bought him a battery-operated snot-sucker today, which, oddly, he really enjoys. Much better than the manual one. When we use that one, we might as well be pouring battery acid in his nostrils, the way he carries on.
I got to thinking about all the stuff I have learned about babies in the last four months that I had no clue about before Jacob was born. It's almost scary how clueless I was, and that I was legally allowed to produce a child. Thank God for Google. How often do I feed him? Google. How much should he sleep every day? Google. Anything you want to know about has 40 pages on the web dedicated to answering that very question. What did you old folks use when we were kids back in the day? Or did you just wing it?
Here are some recent pictures, since that's all you care about anyway:
He digs the jump-a-roo. Sometimes.
Watching football in our matching camo
Sitting up in his Bumbo chair
That jump-a-roo is tiring!
His preferred eating position
His laugh is hilarious
He has had a chest cold this week, so he has been coughing and congested and generally snotty. But he is still just as happy as ever. Nancy took him to the doctor today, but unfortunately at his age there is not a whole lot they can give him to help with the coughing or congestion. So we have to let it run its course, which kinda sucks. I bought him a battery-operated snot-sucker today, which, oddly, he really enjoys. Much better than the manual one. When we use that one, we might as well be pouring battery acid in his nostrils, the way he carries on.
I got to thinking about all the stuff I have learned about babies in the last four months that I had no clue about before Jacob was born. It's almost scary how clueless I was, and that I was legally allowed to produce a child. Thank God for Google. How often do I feed him? Google. How much should he sleep every day? Google. Anything you want to know about has 40 pages on the web dedicated to answering that very question. What did you old folks use when we were kids back in the day? Or did you just wing it?
Here are some recent pictures, since that's all you care about anyway:
He digs the jump-a-roo. Sometimes.
Watching football in our matching camo
Sitting up in his Bumbo chair
That jump-a-roo is tiring!
His preferred eating position
His laugh is hilarious
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Night gown?
Man, I thought that last post was pretty funny...but I get no comments**crickets chirping**
Anyway, this post will be more interactive. Audience participation, if you will. All 3 of you.
My lovely wife called me into the bedroom last night to put our MALE child, my son, down to bed for the night. I did a double take when I saw what he was wearing. It looked like pajamas, sure enough, but something was different. I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Oh yes, that's it, IT'S A NIGHTGOWN!
Where I come from (admittedly, Lorena, TX) girls wear nightgowns. Boys wear pajamas. My wife says it is not a nightgown. It has one opening for both legs, so what else would you call it?
Anyway, this post will be more interactive. Audience participation, if you will. All 3 of you.
My lovely wife called me into the bedroom last night to put our MALE child, my son, down to bed for the night. I did a double take when I saw what he was wearing. It looked like pajamas, sure enough, but something was different. I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Oh yes, that's it, IT'S A NIGHTGOWN!
Where I come from (admittedly, Lorena, TX) girls wear nightgowns. Boys wear pajamas. My wife says it is not a nightgown. It has one opening for both legs, so what else would you call it?
The first definition I found online:
night·gown (nītˈgounˌ)
noun
A loose garment worn in bed by women and girls. Also called nightdress.
night·gown (nītˈgounˌ)
noun
A loose garment worn in bed by women and girls. Also called nightdress.
So my son is now wearing a dress. Awesome.
I have attached some photos, and I would like your opinion.
What would you call this thing? Nightgown? Sleepdress? Nightdress? Nightie? Neglige'?
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Just when I think I've seen it all
Date: 11/3/10
Location: Lakeside Animal Clinic, Exam Room 2
Time: 2:09 pm
Clients: Married Couple, late 50's
Patient: Fluffy the Male Cat*
Client: Dr. Wiltshire, can you check out Fluffy's lip? There is a lump on it. It's been there a week or so.
Me: Yep, it looks like a contact allergy to something. Does he have a plastic food bowl? Plastic chew toys? Have you put anything on his lips, like medication or anything?
Client: No, his bowls are stainless steel. Nothing on his lips that I can remember.
Client's Husband: You need to tell him
Client: Tell him what?
Client's Husband: She puts makeup on him
Me: (Laughing) How long ago did you put the makeup on him?
Client's Husband: No...she puts makeup on him every day. Like lipstick, powder, mascara, the whole nine yards.
Me: Hmmm, let's stop doing that for a while and see if it gets better.
*Name changed to protect the clinically insane
Location: Lakeside Animal Clinic, Exam Room 2
Time: 2:09 pm
Clients: Married Couple, late 50's
Patient: Fluffy the Male Cat*
Client: Dr. Wiltshire, can you check out Fluffy's lip? There is a lump on it. It's been there a week or so.
Me: Yep, it looks like a contact allergy to something. Does he have a plastic food bowl? Plastic chew toys? Have you put anything on his lips, like medication or anything?
Client: No, his bowls are stainless steel. Nothing on his lips that I can remember.
Client's Husband: You need to tell him
Client: Tell him what?
Client's Husband: She puts makeup on him
Me: (Laughing) How long ago did you put the makeup on him?
Client's Husband: No...she puts makeup on him every day. Like lipstick, powder, mascara, the whole nine yards.
Me: Hmmm, let's stop doing that for a while and see if it gets better.
*Name changed to protect the clinically insane
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
J-Dub
Jacob's new favorite activity is kicking his leg to make his bouncy chair rock. He loves it, and it keeps us from having to rock him constantly. Score!
Strong little neck
Mom forgot to turn off the flash. This is his shocked look.
He loves playing with his hands now.
Strong little neck
Mom forgot to turn off the flash. This is his shocked look.
He loves playing with his hands now.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Rollin', Rollin', Rollin'
Jacob has now mastered the art of rolling over on his own. He is really proud of himself, as you can see. Sorry about the sideways video.
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