Daylight Savings Mayhem

I sure do wish babies could tell time. It would make things a lot easier. They would wake up and say- "5:30! That's too early! Time to go back to sleep for another hour or two!" The good news is that Jack didn't wake up super early this morning. He was up around 6:20, earlier than normal, but not still the middle of the night.

The WEIRD news is that when I went to the church nursery to get him, he was passed out on the floor, sound asleep. He was right by the door on his back with his arms spread out & I thought, uh....does anyone notice that my child isn't moving?? Is he breathing? And, most importantly, where the heck did he get that pacifier? (I'm the paci nazi...worried that Jack will be 16 and still want the paci...) Poor kid was so tired from the time change that he dug through the diaper back, found a paci & laid down and went to sleep. He was sniffling while he was sleeping because he had been crying. What a sweetie.

I only wish I had my camera with me so I could take a photo of the weird sight!

Jack's Dance Party!!

Jack decided to throw a dance party. And, as you can see, quickly became bored & moved on to more exciting activities.

Happy Halloween from the Hendrix Family

Okay...so it's not Halloween yet, but I like this picture. We were trying to pose Jack & Connor in their matching costumes. This is the result. And, I think I look quite fetching with pink hair. It might be a permanent change.

Grinch, Grouch or Giant?

I can't decide if Jack looks like the Grinch, Oscar the Grouch, or the Jolly Green Giant in this little getup. All I know is he sure looks cute in his first pair of footie pjs. I always hated these things. They made my feet sweat. It's like wearing socks to bed. Gross.

Drumroll please...

We've signed a contract on this cute little house. We're so excited...and we're also freaking out a bit... If we follow the naming trend we started with Jack & have a baby girl while living in this house, her middle name will be Ursula. I'll have to think about that a bit more!

Pumpkin Picking

We're now officially ready for fall! As you can see, Jack preferred the rotting pumpkins.

Happy Birthday Henry!

Don't look now, but a wannabe 80's rock star is stealing your cake!

Jack & John

My sweet boys.

Those darn teeth...

Poor kid had a rough day. We still have 4 teeth coming in- 2 on top, 2 on bottom. I think he has an awful lot of teeth for his age- 15 months & 14 teeth. What do I know though? The 1st baby is always an experiment, right? Hopefully tomorrow will be better for us all.

We had a great weekend. It was perfect fall weather. Saturday we went to Lafayette Square Park and had a picnic while Jack ran around munching on french fries. That park is so great. He was able to run as much as he wanted without us worrying about him. I don't understand how he screams & cries if we leave him in the nursery with lots of other kids to play with, but the minute we go anywhere he runs away from us without a worry in the world!



He was obsessed with my soda cup the whole time we were at the park. He ran around with it & kept puling the straw in & out of the top.

ROAR!!!

My little farmer Jack lion. I could just eat this kid up.

Odds & Ends

On Monday Jack burst in the bathroom just as I was stepping out of the shower, smiled & said "uh-oh". I then showed him the wreckage he caused to his mother's bootie while he was growing inside of me. He thought that was pretty funny.

Later in the day I tried on my jeans with him that I am determined to fit back into. And...they fit! Fit is a relative term here. It simply means I was able to zip them, not that they are in any way appropriate to wear in public and I'm sure I couldn't sit in them yet. Thanks Jacko.

We went to the mall the other day & they having a nursing mom's room which I thought was nice. But, the icon under the sign is a big bottle. I couldn't stop giggling at that. I just kept thinking that a big breast would have been more appropriate and it made me laugh & laugh.

Today has been a day of tantrums. That's why there are no photos. They would have all been of a screaming, mad little boy. He is getting to have a very strong will of his own. And, he is once again obsessed with my keys. He throws a fit if he can't have them. He's figured out how to make the car beep buy locking & un-locking the doors. Our neighbors must think we're crazy with all the beeping that goes on at our house!