Wednesday, June 10, 2009

The Jackson Way!!!

I used to think there was 2 ways: the right way and the wrong way. Then I moved to Norway and found out there was 3 ways: the right way, the wrong way, and the Norwegian way. THEN I was soon corrected by learning the 4th way: (the right way, the wrong way, the Norwegian way) the JACKSON way!!!

Hey whats going on...

Tell me about your day...

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

War at Home...





Dear Jackson,

Time has come to put on your “big” boy pants and consider the following:

A) Sleeping more than 5 hours at night (lately it has been 3.5 to 4) or see below (B)
B) Avoiding being bright eyed and bushy tailed at 330am in the morning
C) Realization that the pacifier is not a drug that must be used prior to “good” sleep, if not see (C)
D) Therapy for crack (I mean pacifier) addiction. (It doesn’t have to be in your mouth for all hours of sleep!)
E) All of the above.

Consideration of these things would be greatly appreciated.

Much Love,
Mommy



Dear Mommy,

Maybe you should just put on your “big” girl pants and DEAL with it because I am just a baby. More to the point, it takes a lot of feedings to maintain these succulent, voluptuous rolls that all other babies envy intact.

Your favorite,
Jackson Gregory

P.S. Maybe you should talk to God about the Sun coming up at 300am!

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

We're Back...





Made it back safely after a great trip to FL and GA. Jackson and I are both exhausted and are resting for the reminder of the day. Now if I could only get him to rest with his eyes closed and in his own bed. We were both glad to see Troy! Here are some great pictures of our growing little boy. He surely is the apple of our eyes. More pics to come from Kristin's wedding, Alex's graduation, and fun at the bayou. Thanks to all family and friends that travelled to meet our little boy.

Friday, May 8, 2009

Silly boy...





We went to the Embassy to pick up passports today and it was a little chilly outside so I put a hat on Baby Jack. Then we went to VallHall, Troy's training facility, to meet up with Papa.

Mommie (as Papa walks in): There's papa!
Papa: Jackson has your mother lost her DAMN mind.
Jackson: Smile!

Big Belly!!!