Sweetness...

Big Boy...8 weeks!!!

Incredible Hulk...I mean Jackson!!!!

Embassy Fun...

Troy, Jackson and I went to the Embassy to register him as an American citizen and to get him a passport. Little did we know that the American Embassy is like a prison? It has to be the ugliest embassy in Norway and the most guarded. It took 30 minutes just for Jackson, his buggy, and me to get through security. The security guards looked at me like what is all the shit you are brining. Well when you have a baby that baby comes with a bunch of shit. Furthermore when you go out, even if it is just for a couple hours (like register your baby at the Embassy or get him a passport so he can return to the country where he is a legal citizen…you know the stuff they require you to do by law) you still have to take a bunch of shit. Even on the website it says bring the minimal amount of stuff…what is ever minimal when going out with a baby…seriously!

Then I had to convince the security guards to let me take a bottle in (did they honestly think I was going to feed my baby poison or maybe they thought that bombs can be made out of formula…who knows). They looked at me like it was the most stupid question ever asked. Obviously these guards did not have children because you don’t go anywhere, even if it is 50 feet from your stroller without a bottle.

Needless to say we finally entered the Embassy after the guard had to open the bomb proof 100 pound door. So Jackson will finally get his American passport, social security number, and won’t get deported from Norway because he now has his Norwegian visa. The fun part of the morning started when we had to run down the street to get Jackson a passport photo. Oh and the lady made sure to tell us his eyes had to be opened…don’t all babies have blue eyes? Anyways before going to the embassy I checked the list of items to bring to fill out the paperwork. Now passport photo was NOT on the list…parent’s passports (check), marriage certificate (check), birth certificate (check), and money to pay for passport (check)…nowhere on that list was there to bring a passport photo of the baby.

So now for the fun part of our morning. We get to the photo place and Jackson is sound to sleep…sleeping peacefully might I add (maybe it was because he thought it was “party” time from 1-5am). So we blew on his face, pinched his cheeks, tickled his feet, grabbed his thighs, put cold hands on his face and belly…still we got no response. This child was in a sleep coma. So our last resort, being the horrible parents we are, changed his napi and placed a cold wet wipe on his frank and beans. Boy did that wake him up! Now not only was he awake, he was extremely pissed. So now we have this awake baby who is throwing a fit (rightfully might I add). So now we had to calm him down. So finally we got the paci out (Paci=baby cocaine). He finally stopped crying and we were able to place him on Troy’s lap. However, just imagine taking crack from a druggie…they get pissed. So after he calmed down once again, we figured it we would have 1-2 sec before he realized his crack…I mean paci was taken from him. So the photographer got everything set up and right when I grabbed the paci she snapped the photo, which happened to turn out great. So then we took Mr. Grumpy pants home, fed him, and put him to bed. Now if someone would just feed me, burp me and put me to bed, we will be doing great!

Sweetness...

The love of my life!!!

Naked...

To popular demand, here is a naked pic of Jackson. Two seconds after I snapped this picture he peed all over Troy...PRICELESS!!!

6 weeks old!!!

Something to help keep my sanity!!!!

I am constantly asked health questions by family and friends so I have decided to create another blog where you can post questions and I can answer them (or you can email me your questions--bperkins1217@gmail.com). I truly enjoy researching and answering medical questions. I feel like it keeps me in the loop of current medicine and more importantly keeps my brain stimulated. I keep telling myself, I DID go to school and I DO have a great education, so why not put it to use. However, I am stuck in this country where they have a different language (why can’t we all speak English), where I am without work until I succumb to learning Norwegian (which I might add that I am taking my second course starting April 20th). Right now I am limited to baby talk, baby books, etc. The little burrito is taking over my brain cells and if they are not stimulated they might turn into noodles, if they haven’t already. I haven’t decided what to call my new blog so if you have any suggestions or any topics that you would like discussed…let me know!

My boys...

One of Jackson's favorite things is to take an afternoon nap with his daddy! Sydney thought she would join in too. Such a hard life...

The Newlywed Game

I watch Ellen everyday at 1130 if I am home and if I am not home I record it. We are two weeks behind over here so yesterday she had her wife on the show and they played the Newlywed Game. Troy happened to walk into the room on this question:

If your spouse was a dog what breed would they be? So of course I ask Troy the same question.

My answer: Yellow Lab
His answer (keep in mind I did not tell him my answer): You are not a yellow lab so get that out of your head. You are more like a Dalmatian. You are incredibly intelligent (good answer) but sometimes you are very aloof and don’t pay attention (what the hell). But when I think about it and maybe he is right or not!

Jackson went to his first game...

Silly Sydney

Sydney has always like to wrap up in warm laundry, but now that Jackson has arrived I try to keep her out of the laundry, especially his. However, she out smarted me this time. She jumped right into the dryer while I was in the kitchen.

Sydney thought she would have tummy time too!!!

Tummy Time!!!

Momma's Little Angel!!!

Chubby Cheeks...

Little boy is getting chubby...I just could eat him up. He is getting rolls, rolls, and more rolls. My favorite thing right now is his little hands. He is constantly playing with his hands. He came out with his right hand on his cheek and still has to have it by him when he is sleeping. I am SO in love!!!