2/23/12
Temporarily off hiatus
I know I said I was taking time off for packing/moving but... these pictures were too cute not to post. My cousin Leslie took Jack's 3 month pictures at Timeless Treasures in Gonzales. If you're in need of a good photographer, go her way! You will not be disappointed.
2/21/12
Blog hiatus
Brace yourself...
We're moving!!!!
As I'm typing this I'm realizing we are only moving about 10 minutes away from where we currently live so it's not really that climatic. Nevertheless, the year-long housing crunch is finally coming to a close. We showed our house a total of 47 times. No shit. 47. Finally someone appreciated the fence as much as I did and bought the house to go with it. About time. (Side note about the anxiety: I had a dream the other night I was attacked by an alligator, a baby hippo, a king cobra and a cheetah all at the same time. I need stronger drugs.)
Pictures and updates will be available as soon as I can get a grasp on things.
We're excited...
but not about our toys being packed up.
We're moving!!!!
As I'm typing this I'm realizing we are only moving about 10 minutes away from where we currently live so it's not really that climatic. Nevertheless, the year-long housing crunch is finally coming to a close. We showed our house a total of 47 times. No shit. 47. Finally someone appreciated the fence as much as I did and bought the house to go with it. About time. (Side note about the anxiety: I had a dream the other night I was attacked by an alligator, a baby hippo, a king cobra and a cheetah all at the same time. I need stronger drugs.)
Pictures and updates will be available as soon as I can get a grasp on things.
We're excited...
but not about our toys being packed up.
February nonsense
Here's Cameron kissing Jack. How cute, right? Cameron is a really affectionate, sweet kid. I figured this won't last so I'm going to keep this photo for when the boys are beating the crap out of each other. It'll give me something to focus on before the spankings begin.
Cameron's latest kick is watching TV on our bed.
Jack doesn't appear to enjoy it quite as much.
Parenting tip # 212 - The more kids you have, the more chores can be divided.
I was trying to teach Cameron how to change Jack's diaper. Didn't go so well, and Jack was terrified. Still worth another shot.
Never too young to learn CPR.
This picture is one of my favorites because it showcases their personalities in every sense of the word. Cameron is my crazy, social butterfly who is full of energy. Jack is my laid back child who doesn't understand why there is so much chaos always following him around.
Parenting tip # 3 - TV can be your best friend... and your child's. (The books are full of crap. TV doesn't rot your brains out. Drugs do.)
Sometimes life hands you lemons and this is why life gave The Wiggles a TV show. Trust me.
Cameron's latest kick is watching TV on our bed. 
Jack doesn't appear to enjoy it quite as much.
Parenting tip # 212 - The more kids you have, the more chores can be divided.I was trying to teach Cameron how to change Jack's diaper. Didn't go so well, and Jack was terrified. Still worth another shot.
Never too young to learn CPR.
This picture is one of my favorites because it showcases their personalities in every sense of the word. Cameron is my crazy, social butterfly who is full of energy. Jack is my laid back child who doesn't understand why there is so much chaos always following him around.
Parenting tip # 3 - TV can be your best friend... and your child's. (The books are full of crap. TV doesn't rot your brains out. Drugs do.)Sometimes life hands you lemons and this is why life gave The Wiggles a TV show. Trust me.
2/3/12
Pictures from January
It's been a while since I posted pictures so here's a random mix with some updates. Hope you enjoy!
The boys wearing red for Tripp. That outfit does not flatter Jack in the least bit.
Baby Merlin's Magic Sleep Suit. If you or someone you know are expecting, this is the gift of sleep. Side note, you have to start your child in it early because this didn't work for Cameron. Jack was 10 weeks when we put him in this. He sleeps from about 10pm until 8 am. Thank you Baby Merlin.
Here's my Happy Jack. He coos and smiles all the time. It's a great age.
Cameron is all about dirt these days. I put clothes on him as a giant bib. I just strip him down before he wants to come inside.
I am trying to get Cameron some art time with coloring and paint. Oddly enough he didn't enjoy finger painting. No surprise that he tried to lick the paint brush though.
3 months went by quick. His weight checks in at 14.7 pounds. He started eating cereal and we've switched to formula so those cheeks are filling out.
It's hard to get them to cooperate for pictures, but this was close.
He's almost able to roll from his back to his belly. He will roll from his belly to his back, but I think that's still because his head is so heavy. I'm certainly not ready for this.
The boys wearing red for Tripp. That outfit does not flatter Jack in the least bit.
Baby Merlin's Magic Sleep Suit. If you or someone you know are expecting, this is the gift of sleep. Side note, you have to start your child in it early because this didn't work for Cameron. Jack was 10 weeks when we put him in this. He sleeps from about 10pm until 8 am. Thank you Baby Merlin.
Here's my Happy Jack. He coos and smiles all the time. It's a great age.
Cameron is all about dirt these days. I put clothes on him as a giant bib. I just strip him down before he wants to come inside.
I am trying to get Cameron some art time with coloring and paint. Oddly enough he didn't enjoy finger painting. No surprise that he tried to lick the paint brush though.
3 months went by quick. His weight checks in at 14.7 pounds. He started eating cereal and we've switched to formula so those cheeks are filling out.
It's hard to get them to cooperate for pictures, but this was close.
He's almost able to roll from his back to his belly. He will roll from his belly to his back, but I think that's still because his head is so heavy. I'm certainly not ready for this.
Just another Friday
Fridays are days I look forward to just like anyone else. This Friday did not disappoint either. Cameron threw up on me. Jack woke up with a fever and snotty nose, which his brother shared with him. I had to wake up sleeping babies to show the house at 8 am. Cameron had diarrhea seep through two outfits. Jack pooped on me. Cameron escaped through our fence gate. I lost Jack's penis. Yup, I lost my son's penis.
It happened sometime between being pooped on and chasing Cameron out the gate since these things were happening simultaneously. I - like hundreds of times before - undid Jack's diaper and began to clean up the damage. Here's where the double take happened. I believe I said, "Oh my God," followed immediately by, "What the hell?" I'm not sure if that's sacrilegious or if I'm just covering all my bases. Then it gets tricky. "Jack, where is your pee pee?" I stooped to a new low when I opened the diaper up as if I had magically wiped his penis off. I cleaned up the area to get a better view. (I am not posting a picture of my son's penis because I think you go to jail for that sort of thing so I'll give you my best description.) Do you have an innie belly button? Take a look. That's what my son's penis looked like. I am not kidding you either. (Google "buried penis" if you don't believe me.) So I am of course panicking. You don't just mess with somebody's manhood. As much as people wanted me to have a girl, I really didn't envision it happening like this. In need of reassurance that this is normal (like hell it is), I take a picture and send it to my mom. Frantically I leave a message with my pediatrician, call Maranda and call my brother. Tom then says, "Did you try pushing around it?" You want me to do what? Reluctantly I listen to my brother, and I kid you not...his penis popped out. I could not make this shit up.
How's that for a Friday?
It happened sometime between being pooped on and chasing Cameron out the gate since these things were happening simultaneously. I - like hundreds of times before - undid Jack's diaper and began to clean up the damage. Here's where the double take happened. I believe I said, "Oh my God," followed immediately by, "What the hell?" I'm not sure if that's sacrilegious or if I'm just covering all my bases. Then it gets tricky. "Jack, where is your pee pee?" I stooped to a new low when I opened the diaper up as if I had magically wiped his penis off. I cleaned up the area to get a better view. (I am not posting a picture of my son's penis because I think you go to jail for that sort of thing so I'll give you my best description.) Do you have an innie belly button? Take a look. That's what my son's penis looked like. I am not kidding you either. (Google "buried penis" if you don't believe me.) So I am of course panicking. You don't just mess with somebody's manhood. As much as people wanted me to have a girl, I really didn't envision it happening like this. In need of reassurance that this is normal (like hell it is), I take a picture and send it to my mom. Frantically I leave a message with my pediatrician, call Maranda and call my brother. Tom then says, "Did you try pushing around it?" You want me to do what? Reluctantly I listen to my brother, and I kid you not...his penis popped out. I could not make this shit up.
How's that for a Friday?
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