Water baby

We decided that today was the day we were going to introduce Jackson to the pool. I don't know if it was because the weather was perfect or because he'd slept through the night and was in a pretty good mood or because we have an abundance of baby beach clothes and accessories Jenn's been dying to make him wear, but he seemed to have a good time when he got use to the water.

Jenn gets to finally hang out with the cool kids. He was pretty tolerant of those sunglasses. As soon as we put them on he chilled right out.


The water's up to his belly button and he seems cool with it.



Even with the receding hairline, he still looks cool.
Catchin' some rays.
And there's yoga baby. I would kill for a robe like that...that's a Christmas hint.

By popular demanding...

So, Jac Young called me up and yelled at me for not being more active with my blog. She said she checks it every day and she hasn't seen as many recent changes as she'd like. Apparently Ms. Young isn't as busy as the rest of us. Well, it's our first day on the road. I'm tired. I'm sore. I'm irritated, but ya know what? It's fine. She's just a fan of our son and who can really fault her for that. Here's the latest batch.

Jackson looking like I feel on the first leg of our pilgrimage back home.

Just getting a nice shot of that bald spot for posterity. 70 years from now he'll just be a wrinkly version of what we see here.
Jack peekin' at somebody.

Tickle fight!
Jenn is of the opinion that this dress she's making him wear to bed is "cute" and not entirely girly. Just because it has cookie monster on it doesn't give it any powers of masculinity. Who said that the cookie monster was even a "he"? Because he's blue we're suppose to assume it's male? Now, Bert and Ernie, now there were some fine upstanding gentlemen. The long and the short of it is that it's too long to be a t-shirt, there are no legs for pants...it's a dress. Point me.

Lookin' a little glassy. If you can zoom in you can see a reflection in his eyes of me standing precariously above him on the bed. Not the best example-setter, but be honest, who didn't get that sick, worried feeling in their stomach when they heard I was going to be responsible for another living being?

Oh, and the dress has mittens! How nice for you! Momma's boy. I was trying to get his attention, but I guess whistling and yelling, "Heeeeere Jack!" doesn't work on humans.

And this is how Jack says goodnight. Goodnight world!

People who've held or been uncomfortably close to my son

Wake up Jack! We gotta see family today!

I've never seen Grandpa Joe smile as big as he did when he first saw Jackson. It's the coolest thing to watch.

And here we see Grandma and Grandpa fighting over lil Jackson.


I don't know who this woman is. I think we found her at a bus stop. She smelled a little, but she was real good with Jack. From left: The Grand Wazzy, Grandpa Wads and Jackson.

From left: Jackson, Aunt Captain Morgan and Aunt Abby-dozer.

From left: Unca Ted, Grammy Lehmann and Jackson.

Unca Ted petting Jackson. Jackson doesn't seem to mind.

Great Grandma Lehmann and Jackson. She actually limped in to see him on two bum legs. I think it's more amazing that she actually drove in that condition.

And here's Jackson's expression after I explained to him that we have a lot more family to see. How do you like his faux hawk and half popped collar?

There've been a lot more people who've held him and I've either missed it or just didn't have my camera, so I apologize...unless you're Joey, in which case it was purely intentional...just kidding.