Like father, like son

I'm sure John would have been happy if we had had a girl.  But, at the same time, having a boy has afforded him many amazing moments.  I'm sure one he's been waiting for since last February was this... showing him the joys of Converse.  Like father like son.  Pretty adorable.

What is this Pacific Standard Time you're talking about?

This is the picture of a boy who is lately confused by a) darkness while he's still awake and b) extremely cold temperatures. (Okay, 50 degrees but that's pretty damn cold compared to the majority of his life.) And, yes, those are mittens.

I think he's slowly getting used to it though and I'm having fun buying warm clothes. He certainly wears a hoodie quite well.

What a difference 7 months makes

Jack at 1 week and 4 weeks...

Jack at 8 months. The shirt finally fits!

Today Jack is...35 weeks old.

What a week! I have to say I'm glad it's over because the little guy has been up and down. Not sure if it's teething (my favorite excuse for fussiness) or the fact that I think he tweaked his ankle a little. Anyways, he had some not so great moments but he also had some adorable ones. (I'm choosing to highlight the adorable ones.)

He is certainly desperately trying to become mobile. He doesn't know if he should be crawling or walking but he wants to GO! He squirms out of my arms and constantly wants to be on the ground, practicing walking. And on his tummy, he grunts and strains to attempt to make forward progress.

He still can't go forward but he can roll, spin, and go backwards so he sort of ends up where he wants to go. He's also completely outgrown his bouncy seat because this is what he does every time:

It's been a little bit chillier here so we've broken out the socks. Of course, with all of his "walking", he socks get super muddy and stained in the grass. So I purchased his first pair of soft little shoes. I think he liked them...or at least loved the scratchy noise they make on the brick patio.

We also got to bust out some of his warmer clothes. Yay for cute hoodies! And the triumphant return of the Spidey long sleeve shirt!

The kid is still a great eater. I didn't realize that he was eating so much until a few moms expressed their disbelief about how much he can take down. He'll eat 3 baby food jars (12 ounces) no problem. Apparently that's a lot for a tiny stomach of a tenth percentile kid.

Also this week, to record it for posterity, he really does seem to be able to communicate a tiny bit. Of course I already mentioned the book thing where he'll sit down in front of a book and clearly wait for me to read it. And then want me to read it again. He'll also do his sitting move at the pool's edge (mom, now I want to go in the pool) and in front of John's guitar (mom, play this as good as daddy). The little guy also clearly knows what "light" means. He'll wake up from a nap and I'll say, "Okay, I'm going to turn on the light" and his head whips up to the overhead light and he waits for it to turn on. He also knows what "home" is I think and gets excited when we pull up into our driveway. Anyways, I know it's not extraordinary but it's still so cool.

And now more pics from the week!

Making flirting eyes at his friend Abigail during playgroup

Making his model pose

Pensive. Very pensive.

A weak moment when I was very tired of bending over to help him walk all week.

Bibs Galore

At my baby shower the guests decorated bibs and onesies so we have quite a few bibs for all of his messy eating requirements. Here is a sampling...we have way more than this but he can only wear one at a time. :)

His Father's Son

This weekend was all about daddy and son time. The husband had his annual fantasy football draft and he was excited that Jack could be his team's co-manager. He even had special apparel for the big day. Might not make sense to most people, but "krautrock" means a lot to John and it's part of his team name.

To kick the weekend off, we were lucky enough to have a special guest fly in just for the draft. Our friend Ken was here for the weekend from Austin and Jack took quite a liking to him.

It might be because Ken has his own one year-old son at home, but the little guy felt pretty comfortable with him. Or maybe he was pretty stoked about the gift that he brought. Another special shirt to wear on the big day with his daddy's team logo.

Here's Jack checking out the 10 strange people on his couch yelling about football. As well as the giant draft board in the background.

Here's a couple of blurry photos of the boys making one of their picks.

And here are the boys and Ken fooling around and having fun.

Jack did really great even though it was a long day with lots of strangers invading his house. He was appropriately adorable and I can't wait to see him watch football this season with his dad. And, by the looks of it, he's out to win his fantasy league.

Spider-Baby

Jack was lucky enough to get cool Spider-Man gear from the movie crew before he was born. He doesn't know how cool Spidey is yet, but I'm sure he'll be a fan. And there's something about little boys wearing superhero stuff. So cute.

No more white onesies

I suppose it was inevitable. Newborns generally all look alike, right? Especially when they're in white?

Nice lady customer in Starbucks: "Aww, what a cute baby. So adorable. What's her name?"

Me: "Jack".