C-U-T-E

Some pictures of my son for you to enjoy.

"I don't like funerals."

A lot of people say that, but I can't think of a time where it was ever in question.

"So, do you like funerals?"
"Oh yeah! Funerals ROCK!"

Jeremy said he didn't like funerals in a conversation we had the other day. I kind of laughed and said "um, do you know anyone who does?" He was like "oh, right."

"I have an excellent idea. Let's change the subject!!!"

I'm feeling a lot better about my guess at Alyse's birth day. For a while I thought that there was no way she'd be born on February 1st, since Charlotte has seemed so close for so long. Now I'm feeling very, very, very, very, very, very, very optimistic. Oh man, if she has Alyse on the second, I hope she doesn't have a Phil Connors experience. Ouch.

Yes, indeed, he's talkin'.

Well, sort of.

Baby, slow down.

Jack is growing like crazy. He's learning how to do all sorts of things. He's now able to stand for a really long time with just us holding his hands, and that's pretty much just for balance. He has been learning how to roll over. He's been figuring out how to hold things with two hands. I guess he's gotten a lot bigger, but it's hard for me to notice since I'm with him all the time. Anyhow, he's pretty awesome. I plan to post video and pictures soon so don't you worry. Just wanted to post since I haven't blogged about any of his new talents.

I typed that paragraph earlier this morning, and already Jack has rolled over (what I believe to be on-purpose-roll-overs) several times since. Spectacular, spectacular, no words in the vernacular...

...and you too, please.

I love you, please...

There's a hole! There's a hole! There's a hole in the middle of my yard.

A Sprint man rang my doorbell at 8:30 this morning. He says that when they put the water lines in they messed up the phone lines. He points to a spray painted red x on my front lawn and says that he'll need to dig a hole there, but not to worry because it will look just like normal when he finishes-- naturally I imagined a small hole.

At 9:30 I need to go to the mailbox, so I peak out my front window to see if he is still there. At first I don't see him, I just see this bright blue hole digging contraption in my yard. Then I spot him-- his head and shoulders peaking out of a gargantuan hole. He dug a hole big enough to stand in.

I decided that when I went to the mailbox I would snap a shot with my camera phone for you to enjoy.

Vexation, thy name is UPS.

"Don't ya put it in your mouth..."

Oh, sorry. that song kind of sticks.

Where was I? Oh yes. I hate UPS. "HATE 'EM!"

Here's the skinny. Jeremy and I ordered a laptop from Dell. On the UPS website it said that the expected date of arrival was January 11th. So on January 10th, I wasn't expecting it to arrive and went to hang out with Jenna for a few hours(watching this movie). When I came home there was a little yellow sticker on my door saying that UPS had already come. I was a little frustrated about this because I knew Jeremy would want the laptop that day. So I sheepishly called Jeremy and told him the news. "It says they'll be here tomorrow from 2:00-5:00, so I'll make sure and be here then." So, the next day comes and I am running a couple of errands with my mother-in-law-- when we realize "oh, it's almost 2:00. We'd better go back." So we get back to my house at 2:10-- thinking "well, I'm sure he hasn't been here in the past ten minutes." Lo and behold, another yellow sticker on my door.



10:30-2:00 OR 2:00-5:00? Whaaaaaa?

So I'm really mad at myself right now-- thinking "who would have thought he'd be here between 2:00 and 2:10?" I call Jeremy all sheepishly again, apologizing for being 10 minutes late. He's a little frustrated, but not mad. He tries to call UPS to see if he can pick it up when he gets off work. In the meantime, I'm having a sneaking suspicion that UPS got to my house outside the promised time. Here's what I find on their website:

01/11/2006 12:59 P.M. THE RECEIVER WAS NOT AVAILABLE TO SIGN ON THE 2ND DELIVERY ATTEMPT. A 3RD DELIVERY ATTEMPT WILL BE MADE.

You may have noticed that 12:59 is NOT between 2:00 and 5:00.

Ok, so Jeremy lets me know that he isn't going to pick up the package, so I'll need to be at home on Thursday from 10:30-5:00.

I had a couple of things I wanted to pick up for my sister's baby shower that's on Saturday, but I didn't go before 10:30 in case they came early again. My thought process was "well, they came early yesterday, so they'll probably get here sometime around 11:00 or so, and THEN I'll get the stuff for Andrea's shower." So, I wait. I don't stay upstairs in case he doesn't knock, I don't take a shower or play any remotely loud music in case I can't hear him. 10:30....11:30.........2:30........4:30..(they better hurry)..5:00. No UPS. Jeremy gets home around 6:00. Still no UPS. Then at 6:30..."DING-DONG." Jeremy answers the door to find the stupid UPS man in his stupid brown UPS uniform. Jeremy politely signs for the package, and the UPS man doesn't even hand him the package. He just leaves it sitting on the front porch and just walks away. No niceties, no nothin' (a fitting end to this whole ordeal.)

You took a whole day of my life, UPS, and I want it back! "Oh, i probably would have wasted it anyway."

On a happier note, look how awesome my son is:



(I had to neutralize the negativity of this post so you guys would come back.)

And that's the tooth.

It's definitely not surprising, since the boy is already so big, but Jack cut his first two teeth just shy of his 3 month old mark... which is TODAY! (happy 3rd month mark, Jack.) Poor little guy. Watch this video to hear the complaints of a teether.



In other news, Jack is still as awesome as ever. In fact, more awesome! He's been a lot more vocal, he's been kicking more and playing with his hands, a couple of days ago he started making noise with his spit, which is pretty sweet. But I think that my favorite new thing he does is when he hold one fist straight in the air as though he's saying "onward!"



I hope that one day I can catch a picture of him in the rare 2 fist pose, because he looks like he's trying to fly like superman.