Baby Mama Drama

Nobody believed me when I said Johnny Depp was Jack's biological father, but look at the resemblance. You be the judge.

Create your own FACEinHOLE

Create your own FACEinHOLE

Create your own FACEinHOLE

Create your own FACEinHOLE

I'm just saying, look at the facts, people... Look at the facts.

Cheese!

Here are a few pictures of Jack from yesterday. He loves swiss cheese (obviously!). And the hand print? Jack fell asleep on his hand and this is what it left. So cute! 

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Jack Tested, Mama Approved!

10 months old and already scratching his bottom. Such a boy.

These are Jack's Top 5 picks for snacks.

In the number 5 spot, we have Yo Baby Yogurt. Introduced to us by Aunt Liz, this is a healthy snack and Jack loves his once a day. It's organic, healthy, and fills him up.

Number 4, we have Crisps. These can be bought at Costco. They are freeze dried bananas, strawberries, and apples. They are non-messy, healthy, and are easy for tots with only a few teeth to chomp on as they dissolve quickly in the mouth.

For our 3rd favorite, we have Graduates Banana Cookies. Not too healthy, but Jack just melts for them. No mess, tasty, and easy to chomp on. Thanks Aunt Jessica & Muffin for introducing us to these!

Number 2 is graham crackers! Oh how Jack Jack loves his grahams! He could eat them all day every day, and he does.

And our favorite snack of all time is....... O's! There are O's all over the house! The couch, floor, toys, I even found some in his pocket today! He also enjoys storing them in his diaper, although he never retrieves them once they've been hidden.

So, that does it for Jackpot's Top 5 snack choices.

Hot Tots!

(Pippa and her Jazz Hands!)

Yesterday Jack had a play date with his cousins. Aunt Laura set up the tot pool with some bubbles so they could splash around. The two boys weren't much for the water, so we set them outside of it so they could just get their hands wet. But Pip just loved splashing them and us and the phone. I had to hide my camera cause I thought for sure it would be going in the pool, too! As you can tell, by the end of the day, Jackpot was wiped out. He is such a love.

I had to chase Jack to get his swimsuit on.

Whoe! That's one big baby!

Ok, so there is one of two things someone always says to me when they see Jack. 1. He's so cute (duh, I am his mother) and 2. Whoe! That's one big baby! I always want to tell strangers when they see him and say that, "Hey, thanks for pointing out the obvious!" Of course, while I am grocery shopping yesterday and I'm standing in line to check out, it was the same routine:

Old Guy: Whoe! That's one big baby!

Me: Yup

Old Guy: How much does he weigh?

Me: 26 pounds.

Old Guy: Whoe! That's big!

Me: Yup.

Old Guy: How old is he?

Me: 10 months

Now here's where the conversation really irritated me:

Old Guy: Well that's not healthy to have a baby that big.

At this point I thought to myself, "Are you a doctor? Did you go to school for 8 years and know anything about babies? Because from the look of your nasty clothes and beer gut, I don't think you are."

Of course, I didn't say that.

Me: The doctor says he is proportionate to his height so he's fine.

Old Guy: Oh! Well how many times does he wake up during the night? Twice?

Me: Huh?

Old Guy: To be that big he must be hungry.

Me: Oh. Once.

At this point, I didn't want to explain to a stranger (emphasize strange) that my child doesn't eat at night, so I just said whatever to shut him up. And you would think after every answer I give and then I would turn away would be a hint, but some people don't get the obvious. After that, he continued on how I should use a baby back pack so I don't hurt my back. I just ignored him until I checked out. I did, however, cary my mace out to the car.

Meet The Stooges

I finally got some pictures of Jack's new fish. We named the three school fish the Three Stooges, and the red sword tail is Groucho. Jack seems to be enjoying the latest addition.

And yes, that is a Jack Sparrow figurine in our tank. That's how rad we are.

A Few Pictures from Yesterday

Jack and Muffin: One wants out, the other wants in.

One of Jack's favorite sleeping positions. We try to flatten him out but he always goes back to this. Maybe he'll be a dancer or in gymnastics with this kind of flexibility.

Since when did babies become so hard?

These past two days with Jack have been the longest two days of my life, and I'm only nine hours into day two.

Now that Jack is older, he is requiring a lot more attention then he was before. He's also very curious, and it doesn't help that he can crawl 60 miles a minute and can walk with furniture. Of course, all of that was to be expected, I just didn't realize how much! This morning I even rolled over, looked at Kevin and said, "Honey, send Jack to the Lynch's. I need some sleep!"

Jack has this incredible fascination with electronics. I don't know if all babies do, or if maybe he's so into them because Kevin is, but holy cow, this kid is an electric shock waiting to happen. Between Kevin, Jessica, and I, we are constantly re-baby-proofing the house. And the things he is trying to put in his mouth... today alone he tried a feather, a lotion bottle, a soda can (that he was able to knock off the desk), and the digital camera. Who tries to eat a digital camera?! I'll tell you who: Jack! All of those lovely toys you all bought him... pssh! Who wants toys? Toys are for babies. Jack wants laptops and iMacs.

He also doesn't like to be alone. So, every morning when I take my shower, I bring him into the bathroom with me and shut the door (mind you, if the door is not 100% shut, Jack can find a way to open it and escape, hence why there is a baby gate now at the top of the stairs to avoid an accidental flying baby). Once I start the water, he bear crawls to the tub, stands up, and likes to watch the water. Even when I close the shower curtain, he opens it right up just to make sure I'm still there. He now has earned the nick-name "Peeping Tot". So, I got this "brilliant" idea this morning (about as brilliant as kicking a ball in his face) to bring him into the shower with me! I thought, he loves baths, so he'll love a shower, right? Right?! WRONG! The moment he got in with me he was miserable. Then he pooped on me and in the shower. Followed by blood curdling crying. Yes, he's learned that regular crying won't get my attention, so he has to act like he's being put into an oven so I come running to him.

At the moment, he is refusing to let me put a diaper on him, so as I am writing this I have a screaming naked baby sitting on me trying to take over the keyboard. So, I try to give him his toys or something to eat, but does he want any of that? No, he wants the keyboard. I unplug the keyboard and give it to him, what does he do? Not play with the keyboard, but now wants my cup of coffee. Hot, scalding coffee is where I draw the line. Next, I try to play with him, does he want that? No, of course not, "Why play with mom when I can run into to kitchen and and slam into things?" We are also enforcing a "no touching the oven" rule. Even if it is off, we don't want him to touch it because he doesn't understand when it is on, it will burn. I tell him, "No, Jack." and I move his hands. Guess what he did? Laughed at me and touched the oven again. Yes, I am being laughed at by a 10 month old.

Remember when I use to tell everyone what a good sleeper he was and how he'd sleep through the entire night? Yeah, I remember those days. Those were wonderful days. First off, he won't go to sleep unless Jessica or Kevin put him to bed. If I try to, oh no, that won't happen. Last night, he woke up a million times. I tried rubbing his back, rocking him, baby orajel in case it was his teeth, and singing to him (of course he screamed louder since I'm no American Idol). Finally, I just brought him in the room and let him crash in the bed with us. 5:30am rolls around and it's time to pound daddy in the face and fart in mommy's.

So, moral of the story, do NOT let this cute face fool you! As adorable and kissable as it looks, he has a plot.

Innocent baby? Oh I think not.

Now I know who ate all of the avocados! At $2 a piece, not acceptable!

He may look sweet and cute but it's just a trick to get your graham crackers!

Sleeping beauty... you'd like to think so.

It's so hard being a baby!

Sleeping Beauty

There's an old saying in my family that goes, "She/He's a Reese!" When said, we are referring to that person being asleep. We take sleep very seriously in my family, and Jack is no exception. Here are some of my favorite sleeping Jack pictures starting with the most current here in Bend.