Friday, March 28, 2008
We were in the bathroom getting me ready for work. Jackson was standing holding onto the vanity. I needed to go down the hall, and I casually said, "Jackson, want to walk down the hall?" Well, I guess he wanted to, because he turned and let go of the vanity. Then he took 2 little shuffley steps before getting on his hands and knees. Jason said he shuffled a bit later in the day, too. Hurray for Jackson!!
Last weekend, Nicole and Ben [finally] tied the knot!! Congratulations you guys!
As a tribute, I thought I'd pull out some of the better pictures I have of the 2 of you, enjoy it!
Nicole Chillin' with Jackson
Ben throwing Rocks
Nicole and her Mom
By the way, Andrea took some great pictures at the wedding and rehearsal. You can see them here (let me know if this doesn't work):
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Yesterday, a man at the bank inquired about the mileage I get with my car. I told him "mid-50's". He said, "Ooohh. You're sooo lucky!"
It's really not a matter of luck, though, is it? It's more a matter of choice, and perhaps making that choice 5 years ago, before it became a necessity.
Anyway, I'm taking some space to rave about my car and how much I love it! A year ago, I was soo bummed about having to sell it and get a "family car" instead. You know, one that I could actually strap a carseat into the bagseat. (Doing so would require a backseat.) The one piece of luck I had was finally going into labor the day I was supposed to sell it. Then having Jason drive it for 2 months while I was home with my little munchkin. During that time, Jason drove it like a video game, become a hyper-miler http://wikicars.org/en/Hypermiler . After 2 weeks, he insisted we not sell it. Of course I agreed. Now, I drive it to work, and hand the keys off the Jason for an evening trip to work. Whoever is in charge of the little one keeps the other car.
All the time, I hear people talking about their cars. Someone always asks how they do on mileage, and they always say, "Pretty good. Like 28". In what world is 28 mpg good?!
Did I mention I LOVE my car?
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Then, all winter long, when it warms up enough, the ladybugs reinervate and trade places. Finally, one by one, they die and drop to the floors. Which brings me to Jackson and his love of picking up little specs from the ground and placing them in his mouth, just as I'm shouting "Jackson, No, Yucky" in my crossest sounding voice. Sometimes he will voluntarily try to remove the ladybugs from his tongue. This is no easy task, and I have to reach in for either a whole bug, or the remaining head.
So, I am overjoyed that today when I shouted "Jackson, No, Yucky", my boy quietly put his hand to his side and gave me the same "What? I wasn't doing anything" look he offers when I catch him slipping food to the dog at the side of the high chair.