Friday, August 29, 2008
Thursday, August 28, 2008
He's a 12-week-old Greyhound, with the original name of "Tiger", then "Edward"--and I am telling you, he is neither of those names, people! Preston wants to name him Hendrix, I'm mulling it over. I keep looking at him, thinking "Hendrix? Are you Hendrix?" And of course, he doesn't respond because a) he doesn't care, and, b) I'm thinking it. He is all legs... it's humorous. And when he sits on his little bottom, his legs almost reach his ears, I kid you not. Don't even get me started on how absolutely, positively goofy this dog is.
He is adorable, and stiiiiiiinky. He is so unbelievably both of those things, all mixed into one cuddly little stinkfest--and he is lying a few inches from me at this very moment, completely oblivious to both of these facts--because he is sleeping. And farting. Did I mention how utterly CUTE this dog is?
Oh yeah, and let's take the cuteness level of this post, crank it up to 11, and throw in a picture of Jaxon with a potato. "Why a potato?" you may ask, and I wouldn't blame you. All the cool kids are doing it, and if you have or have ever had any ambition to be cool... you'd get yourself a potato STAT!
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
M: Not now, Mommy's WORKING
M: Not now
J: Tooooo Yooooouuuu
M: Happy Birthday to you...
M: I'm WORKING
J: I working
M: Good, me too
J: Toooooo Yoooooouuuuu
M: I said "Me too"
J: Toooooo Yooooooouuuuu
M: Happy Birthday to you... HEY, we DO NOT stab our stuffed animals with pencils. That's my WORKING pencil, DON'T YOU DARE WRITE ON THAT WALL! JAXON ROBERT!!!
J: Tooooooo You!
Yeah, and he's only been up, like, an hour.
Mental Health: Questionable
Friday, August 22, 2008
Jaxon and I were sitting on the couch the other morning (okay, I was sitting on the couch, and he accosted me, while imploring "SNUGGLES, Mommy! SNUGGLES!"), so anyhow, we came to be sitting UPON the couch together, reading a Parents magazine, and he got to studying a picture of a pork chop with sauteed onions and cranberries (I can say "studying" without fear of contradiction, because he had his nose mooshed up against the picture). He then did this little tongue in-and-out action, that I suppose is meant to indicate that he found the picture delicious, because it was accompanied by "yummy, yummy" and a tummy-rub--his, not mine. Here follows the rest of the conversation, so it's not all mooshed into one paragraph.
J: Yummy, yummy (here is the tummy-rub--his, not mine)
M: Oh, yes... that looks yummy
J: (Pointing to sauteed onion) NOODLE!
M: That does look like a noodle, doesn't it?
J: (Pointing to cranberry. Pause.)
M: What's that?
I'm not sure if I should laugh, or be concerned that a cranberry looks like a booger to him.
Later the same morning, Jaxon accompanied me to my room while I got dressed. While I brushed my teeth, he began studying the clothes I laid out for myself--most particularly, my underwear. Just as it was beginning to cross that line from simple toddler curiosity into a weird interest in the construction of women's undergarments, he held the underwear aloft and declared "Diaper!"
Well, there you have it.
Yesterday, I had just finished a marathon of cleaning and was sprawled out on the couch, trying to cool off, when Jaxon once again accosted me (again, demanding "SNUGGLES, Mommy! SNUGGLES!"). So I scooped him up and he buried his little face into my neck and said "I flufferfly (butterfly) you, Mommy! BzzzzzzZzzzZZZ BZZZZZ!"
Oh, I butterfly him, too.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
While I'm going through my pictures, enjoy some of him hamming it up at Pizza Hut last weekend. He decided the basket made a good hat.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Jaxon woke up before three this morning, and when I went in to check on him--he told me "I'm mad". We came out to the family room to hash out his problems so that Preston could get some sleep, and we didn't end up going back to bed until almost five. I still don't know what made him mad, but it makes me laugh now (apparently almost everything that happens that early in the morning is funnier after you've had a bit more sleep).
Friday, August 8, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
I will say, though, that the latch system is certainly cheesy, and the notebook itself is a bit heavy (we opted for the 17" screen, so I suppose that's expected?), but since I plan on using it as an at-home work computer, that shouldn't be an issue.
All in all, especially taking into account the deal that we got on this thing... I'm pretty happy.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Jaxon got a wild hair and decided to get up about 5 this morning, and we're still going strong, although he's pretty whiny today. He's currently standing next to me, crying for the phone. *Sigh* This is going to throw our whole day off, because he's probably going to need a morning nap (which he usually doesn't take anymore), and that will push his afternoon nap back, which means he won't be ready for bed at his normal time.
Some videos from last night:
Jaxon and Daddy doing push ups, and Jaxon and his ferocious beast. Yeah, that's right, I said ferocious beast...
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Let me just say here that my kitchen is usually not even that sterile-looking, but Preston had cleaned everything off the countertops.
Monday, August 4, 2008
We went out for an early birthday dinner Saturday night, and here's some leftovers...
Yeah, be jealous--it was delicious.
We spent yesterday at Bass Pro Shops, Jaxon loves to watch the fish there and we had to buy him a life jacket for our lake trip this coming weekend. He hates it.
THEN I got up this morning to this:
Bees! I'm so grossed out, there's like this huge black mass of bees swarming in our tree in the back yard, and they're attacking birds! Preston's working on getting a bee removal service out here to take care of them before they kill someone (I keep having flashbacks to "My Girl" here). Ugh!!!
Friday, August 1, 2008
I'm so glad its Friday, and I'm looking forward to the weekend--I don't think we have any plans, but it will be nice to have Preston here to help out with Jaxon so I can get some stuff done around the house, if nothing else. We have plans to meet Mom and Elmo and some other family (I don't know who yet) out at Canyon Lake next Saturday, so that should be fun!
On a Mommy note--we put Jaxon to bed last night somewhat late, so I wasn't surprised when he didn't throw a fit when we turned off the light (thinking he'd conked out straightaway). I took my shower, brushed my teeth--you know, all that fun stuff... and was getting ready to turn in myself, when Preston and I heard these funny little noises from Jaxon's room. Cracking the door open, we could see him lying in his crib with a "carsie" (Jaxonspeak for car) he'd managed to take to bed with him, "vrooming" it across the sheets. Too funny to watch him playing in his own little world, I had never really seen the purpose of nightvision cameras, but now I wish I had one.