It's Too Cold!

Yesterday, Kevin and I took Jack to the Pumpkin Festival! I was so excited because it was not only free (oh how I love that word!), but it was something that everyone could enjoy... that is until we got there. O... M... G... It was so dang cold! It was only like, a 20 minute drive outside of Bend, but it was at least 15 degrees colder. I had on my long johns even and I was still so cold. Jack did ok for the first few minutes, but then he got too cold and was miserable. His nose turned all pink and he cried and cried until we put him back in the car. I was so disappointed because I wanted Jack to have fun but it just wasn't in the cards. It's ok though, he had a good rest of the day playing with us and eating home made pizza.

Sherman Tank

Jack roaring like a lion!

Last night when I picked Jack up from his cousin's house, he had gotten a second wind and wanted to play instead of go to sleep (it was around 9:30pm at this point). Kevin and I decided that since we didn't get to see much of him yesterday, we would play for a little while. Here is the results of playing with Mr. Jack. Enjoy!

My mom likes to refer to Jack as The Sherman Tank. He learned early on that the shortest distance between to points is a straight line. With that said, he doesn't believe in going around people or things when he wants to get somewhere; No, Jackaford believes he can just go right through them. He learned last night if he wants to get through Kevin, he'll have to go around.

Other fun things my tot enjoys doing is taking his toys, my shoes, my cell phone, the remote, whatever, and tossing it over the baby gate. Oh yes, how many times have I been missing something and I'm throwing couch cushions everywhere looking for it, only to find that Mr. Jack threw it down the hall? I'd say 17 times since June.

And here he is pushing his car in a circle. He could push that thing in a circle all day and not think twice about it. Round and round and round... he must get very dizzy.

But who needs fancy toys when you have pillows to throw off the couch? One of Jack's favorite games is to sit on the couch, be buried in pillows, and then throw them onto the floor! YAY!

I didn't get any pictures, but Jack spent about 7 hours at his cousin's last night. They have a cool fort in their living room that he just loves! We are going to build one here for him. His Aunt Jessica chased him there, then he'd pop his head out, laugh, go back in... it was very fun for everyone.

Such A Ham!

I love being a stay-at-home-mom. I know I work nights part-time, but Jack's usually asleep during that time so I get to spend my days with him and I love it. Look at him! He's such a ham! He's so curious and independent, I just love him to pieces.

The past few days have been lazy days. I really need to clean up the house. It's just so nice walking around outside with him or playing with our legos. Then daddy comes home and of course Jack and I want to occupy the same space as him and we basically cuddle him to the point where one could not be cuddled any more.

I was thinking about what life will be like in three years. All of my debts will hopefully be paid off (hopefully!), Jack will be going into pre-school (nooooo!!!!), and who knows what else will be going on at that time. Sometimes I wish I had a crystal ball so I could see what his future holds, but I guess that would ruin all the enjoyment of watching him grow up.

Poop Deck!

My little angel pie is so cute. Just when I think he can't get any cuter, he does something that just blows me away! Whether it's his smile, his Oreo covered face, or when he laughs at nothing, it just makes me want to *burst*. Seriously people, my child belongs on a Cheerio's box.

No real updates today. Just the usual eat, sleep, poop, pull hair, throw a spoon at the dog, eat some more, routine. I'm hoping we can take Jack to the pool tomorrow or perhaps the park. He's been pretty cooped up at the house with me this week and I would like to get him some fresh air.

One thing that is new with Jack is that he can climb on to the couch and the salad bowl (the "salad bowl" is the papasan chair we have. We pretend it is a salad bowl though.) He can get up and get off of it all on his own. He does fall once in a while, but I'm always there to pick him up and smother him with kisses and love. Everyone (Kevin, Aunt Jessica, Grandma Tutu, Amy, etc.) keeps telling me to stop babying him, but I can't help it. He's my baby and just so kissable! Every time I get into "smothering mothering" mode he pushes me away and says, "MOM! Stop embarrassing me!" Ok, he doesn't really say that, but he makes that face at me. So independent that boy is. When will he learn no matter how old he gets, he'll always be my baby and I'll always smother him with love!

Ghost Tree

Jack is so sick with a cold. He's covered in mucus and sneezing like crazy. Last night was rough for him. While Kevin and I were at dinner, Aunt Jessica had prepared him a lovely dinner. Sadly, as Jack became tired during dinner, he rubbed his eyes. Little did he know, his hands were covered in spaghetti sauce so he rubbed it in his eyes! Then he starts screaming so Jessica is trying to wash it out of his eye but he keeps rubbing them from the pain. I feel so bad for him.

Once we got home, he was still awake in his crib. He was snorting from all the mucus up his nose. I gave him a few squirts of saline spray which I hope helped. Now that I'm awake my nose is all clogged and I have a migraine. Today is going to be a long day.

Ok, so even though this has nothing to do with Jack, I still wanted to tell you about the Ghost Tree Invitational that Kevin took me to last night. It's this charity event that his company throws every year. All the fancy restaurants come to this fancy golf course and you get to drink wine and beer and eat all the fancy food you want while wearing fancy clothes. So, we get there, and of course I just had to wear 3 inch heels. Guess who's feet were swollen in about 30 seconds. Yeah, me. Then, we go to every single restaurant booth for food. Kevin had elk burgers with bacon and meat on skewers and meat on meat and meat meat meat. Guess what I had! NOTHING! This was a non-vegetarian affair apparently. So I didn't eat anything all day because I thought I'd be eating all night. Oooooh no! I got to watch Kevin eat! However, I did get to hold his two other plates while he ate what was on the plates he was holding. And beer and wine? No thank you. I did however get a Pepsi and two lemon torts the size of quarters.

While we're walking around schmoozing with all the rich folk, Kevin sees someone he knows and screams "WHAT UP!" He scares the hell out of everyone within a five mile radius with his booming voice. After he said hello to them, we kept walking and I start to quietly yell at him that this was not the type of event you scream at. The moment (seriously) I say that, someone who knows Kevin who was not present at his "WHAT UP!" fiasco screams "HEY KEVIN!" scaring the Hell out of everyone again. I'm like, "Please don't encourage him!"

The program that Kevin designed naturally had a list of sponsors in it. I was looking for Tommy Bahama but Kevin said they weren't a sponsor. I thought that was strange since EVERY SINGLE MALE had a Tommy Bahama shirt on except Kevin. I'm going to have to look into buying Tommy Bahama stock because apparently his Hawaiian polo shirts are quite popular amongst the wealthy. This has got to be an omen or something because I've never felt more like I was in Hawaii then last night, and I've even been to Hawaii!

Oh, and the silent auction you ask? Kevin wouldn't let me within 100 feet of it. All I wanted to do was check it out a little but he was not about to let me bid $550 for a massage. It's for charity, Honey! So, alas, I did not walk away with any souvenirs.

Alright, that's all for now. Here's the only picture I got out of the entire night since someone is a cheese monkey and made a face in EVERY picture we took. I'm on my tippy toes and he's slouching down.

2 Foot 7 Inches

Yesterday Kevin hung this really cool size chart up for Jack Jack. We measured him and he is 2 feet, 7 inches! I thought that was ginormous, but according to statistics, the average boy is 27" - 32 " at the age of one, and Jack is 31" for those of you who don't know the Standard Measurement System. It was so much fun measuring Jack. I remember growing up as a kid going to my Nana & Papa's house where my Papa would measure all of us kids in the garage. It was great because my aunts and dad had their measurements from when they were kids there, too. I also remember going to my other Grandma's house and we would love getting measured on her refrigerator. I wish she didn't have to get rid of that thing, it was so great seeing how we grew.

So, the size chart we got Jack is awesome and I recommend it to all of you mothers out there with tots who like to destroy stuff. The one I chose off amazon.com is from the book Where the Wild Things Are. I wanted a pirate one, but they were out and I'm impatient so I went for the next best thing. It's made of a thick, smooth-like cardboard. We had to use some heavy-duty screws to get it into the wall, but it's very durable. It comes with stickers and little holes to put picture of your bebe (baby) in. I absolutely love it and I hope Jack will, too, as he gets bigger. It goes up to 4'5", and with the way that tot is built, I'm sure he'll be that height before I know it.

So, I hope you enjoy these totally adorable pictures of Jack's first measurement. He may be a little monster sometimes, but he's my lil' monster and I love 'em.

Just Because...

Don't ever underestimate me and my tot.