A Bunch of Randoms

Random photos that is. 

Here is Chirs impersonating Jack when he tries to eat the laundry basket. 

Jack in Chris's old sweat suit.  Look at that little ball of early 90's joy.

No pastel sweatsuit would be complete without a peeking little bear. 

While at Bass Pro Shop, I found the biggest frying pan of my lifestyle. 

So, naturally, we pretended to cook Jack in it.

Apparently the Little Thing was playing on the floor one night, and stopped making noise.  Chris went over and found him thus.  Asleep and cuddling with the last toy he had been playing with, my yoga pants.

This is how the little stares at us sometimes.

This little nugget is just so cute.

Whilst visiting Kari in San Jose, we went to this Japanese?...Chinese?...somewhere in Asia, gardens.

It was be-u-tiful.

Look at the giant fish in the pond.

Allie and Kayci accompanied us.

They found this "wittle baby Tuwtle", as Allie called it, just roaming about.

And Jack's favorite thing to do that day.  Eat Allies stuffed Unicorn. 

End of Random Picture Post. 

Yosemite, but I call it Yo-sa-mite.

Chris and I are trying to be more adventurous these days.  Instead of just playing the, "What do you want to do? I don't know, what do you want to do?" game, we are trying to go out and see the world. Sometimes planning trips can be complicated.  Coordinating with people, packing, finding time and just getting people to want to go.  We have decided to just make things happen.  We'll only be there for a day? Let's go anyway.  Packing is about as enjoyable as getting pants on an overly squirmy nine month old?  Pack anyways.  No one else seems interested in sharing in our adventure or can come (maybe because we planned it 2 hours ago)?  Go anyway.  It has really made our lives more exciting.

Chris has also gotten really good at pulling the car over and going someplace that I mention I've wanted to go to.  I'm used to just letting places pass by and thinking, "Well I'll go there sometime."  Chris has started making those sometimes happen right then.  I love it.

One of our adventures this summer was going to Yosemite.  Or as the locals call it...Yo-sa-mite.  Just kidding, the locals don't call it that.  In fact, if you do call it that, people promptly correct your pronunciation and assume you are stupid.  But it's worth it. 

We spent the day exploring Yosemite and then spent the night at one of the park's campgrounds.

Top 6 Things of Note from the Trip:

1.  This was the first time I had used a bear box while camping.  Visions of people being dragged from their tents by rabid bears because they left a scented Kleenex in their sleeping bag, kept running through my head.  I scoured our car for any stray tampon or napkin that might have any sort of perfume and locked it up tight in that bear box.

2.  Yosemite is really beautiful.  All the shear canyon walls and huge waterfalls are amazing!

3.  Sometimes I felt like we were at an amusement park, because it was so busy there.  Instead of waiting in line for rides, we were waiting in line to get our picture taken in front of some waterfall.

4.  Pine cones work really well as kindling.  Those things go up in flames.  We saved a few pine cones for your collection Momma Kaylee.  But then we burned them...because it was that fun...and they were covered in sticky sap...you choose.

5.  At one point we zipped up Little man in the tent so that he could roll around on the blow up mattress and play with toys.  But then he rolled a little too far and ended up wedged between the mattress and the zipped up tent door.  We could see his little face squished through the mesh fabric.  I ran over to help out the poor little thing and hurridley unzipped the door.  And then PLOP, the little man fell out and landed on the forest floor.  When I picked him he had a face full of dirt.  It was so cutely pathetic. 

6.  I learned that people are very generous.  We met a few people at church and within a few moments of meeting them, Chris was asking if we could borrow camping supplies.  They all agreed and we made a couple friends in the process. 

Jack in his little carrier and bucket hat.

Jack and I taking a rest.

Jack liked to use Chris's ears as handles.  And who can blame him.  It's almost like Chris's ears were made for just such a thing.  But, sometimes he dug in too hard.

Selfies in front of Yosemite Falls.  The tallest waterfall in North America.  Look at Jack's little eye poking over.

I should make a post dedicated to all of the strange places Jack has had his diaper changed.

On our way to one of the falls we found this log that people had carved their names into.

I found this rock that looked like a turtle.

Chris's turtle face.

Yosemite Falls.

All of these people wanted pictures of this buck.  They kept creeping closer and closer to him to get a better picture.  I was just waiting for the buck to ram one of them with his horns.

Ta da!

I'm pretty sure I was being mocked in this picture.

The little and I.

These next few pictures I like to call...the downward spiral of Jack's journey in the baby carrier.

I just loved that Yo-sa-mite and hope to return again someday. 

Here lies the sexiest photo of Chris and I to date...

Here it is...revel in the sexiness. This picture was really just Chris and I making fun of other people taking themselves too seriously.  But now I see why they do...cuz' we are looking FEE to the IERCE.  Fierce. Tyra would be so pleased.  This picture was taken at a baseball game.  We went with the Solar Panel Company that Chris is working for this summer.  

Here's little Jack at the game.

Sometimes he holds this little dog in his mouth.  No hands.  He just sucks.  (That sentence could sound mean if taken out of context.)  And look at how wee his little hand looks compared to his head!

One more photo of the cuteness.

The baseball game was mucho fun.  Chris watched the game like a normal self respecting person.  I created a scavenger hunt so I wouldn't die of boredom.  People watching at sporting events is the best.  Especially if you have a pair of binoculars...stalker much.  Sadly I was not so prepared this time around.  I had to rely on me old peepers to do the job.  And just in case you find yourself bored at a baseball game, here is the scavenger hunt.

1. One of the players adjusting their cup.  And I don't mean the kind you drink out of.

2.  3 and 0 count.  I have no idea what this means.  Chris told me to write it down.

3.  A foam finger. This is surprisingly hard to find at a baseball game.

4.  Someone tripping.

5. A spilled drink.

6. A heated argument.

7. Pick off.  I think Chris made some of these terms up.

8.  A Kansas City fan. Or any fan from the opposing team.

9.  A hot dog.

10. A crowd ball.

11.  Someone picking their wedgie.

12.  A Mascot.

13.  A Bro Hug on the field.

14.  High 5 on the field.

15.  Butt slap or "good game" on the field.

16. Horn player.  There was a very incessant person below us, who kept honking this darned horn.  We wanted to find the culprit and stare at him with judgement in our eyes.  Kind of like you do when you pass a really slow driver on the highway.  You want to see what the idiot looks like so that you can more fully resent them.

17.  A bat...of the flying variety.

18.  Darth Vader's March.  Turns out only BYU plays this at sporting events.  Apparently I've never payed close enough attention to notice this. 

19. Ice cream cone.

20. Cowboy hat.

21. People making out.

22. An on field collision.

23. Duck face selfies. 

24.  And the wave.  But it has to make a full pass around the stadium.

 Here's a random photo of Jack as Martha Washington.  Thank you Mandi for the idea and the giggles that it provided.

Early on in California we also ventured to Texas Roadhouse.  Here I am impersonating the evilness known as the armadillo. 

And here is Jack with said armadillo.  Look at that armadillo's sneaky little taxidermied eyes.  It looks like there are a million evil secrets hiding behind those eyes.  You may also notice that there is the same little dog in many of these photos.  He will feature more prominently later in this blog. 

And here are a couple photos of Chris and Jack at a Veteran Day's firework show.

Jack chilling at one of the little houses at a mini golf course.

Sometimes unsavory things must be done on the green.

 

And this last photo is of Chris taking a little snoozer in the tent in our living room.  Just some normal stuff.  And check out Chris's backside.  OW OW!

Unitl the next time. 

Jack at 8 Months

The little Jack-O is growing so big.  He is in 12 month clothes already.  Sometimes I miss my tiny little bundle of Jackness...

Remember this little thing?  Such a cute little ball.  And he looked like little Baby Grinch. 

Jack's Top 3's.

Top 3 Cutest Things He Does:
1.  Gets really excited to see Chris and me and then crawls..I should say scoots, towards us as fast as he can.
2.  Rests his head on my shoulder.  The first time he did this was a few weeks ago.  I loved it. I cried.
3. Guys I swear I say this every time, but it's kind-of his only trick, Kisses.  They are adorable...and slobbery.  So very slobbery.
4. Oh wait I just remembered another one. He has taken to dragging our little stuffed hippo around with him, sometimes with his teeth. And then he will rest his little head on Baby Hippo.

Top 3 Least Cute Things He Does:
1.  When I am feeding him, Jack has taken to grabbing the spoon with his huge mits.  Then we have a tug of war over the spoon while food gets everywhere.  He is a strong little fellow, and he holds onto that spoon like its the last life preserver on the Titanic.   And Jack's hands are no little things.  Chris's mom said Jack is like a little lab puppy.  He hasn't grown into his big paws yet.
2.  Four syllables, Di-a-rrhe-a.  Diarrhea. (I genuinely hoped you clapped that word out).  The last few days I get Jack up in the morning knowing that I will need to wash all of his clothes and blankets.
3.  When we were in Utah, Jack would scream...REALLY loud.  Not like crying screaming.  More like, "Ahhhhh! Give me attention!"  Just one scream.  Since we've been home and life has gotten back to normal he has stopped doing this.  I sort of wish he would do it once more so Chris could see what I'm talking about.

Top 3 Favorite Things:
1. FOOD!  Not just the stuff you eat.  We had a friend over for dinner and he turned to Jack and grunted, "FOOOOOD."  Jack loved it.  If I ever want him to giggle I just have to look at him all wide eyed and say, "FOOOOOD."
2.  Cords.  Still.  If he sees a cord, he makes a B-line straight there.  I swear he's going to think his name is "No Cords!"  He also enjoys a good shoe lace and straps on a bag.  Anything stringy really.
3.  Smiling at people.  He's my little Sunshine.

Top 3 Least Favorite Things:
1. Being put in his Pack and Pay to go to bed.
2. Getting cords taken away from him.  He's started to cry and get mad when this happens.
3. When I hold him super tight to fall asleep. Usually Jack will just go to sleep on his own, but, ocassionally we have to put him to bed in our arms.  Like when he is super inconsolable or we are out and there is no where to put him.  The only way he falls asleep is if you hug him really close to you as he tries to push away.  Usually after one push/hug his eyes will start to droop.  Instead of rocking him to sleep, I call this holding him to sleep.

Top 3 Accomplishments:
1. His two front teeth have just started to poke through his gums.
2. He can get from a scooting position to sitting up.
3. He's starting to pull himself up to things.

Top 3 Funniest Things Hes Does:
1.  When he gets really frustrated he clenches his little fists and his little teeth and lets out a long grunt.  His little hands start to shake and his face gets really red.  It's so funny to see such a small thing full of so much angst.
2.  He kept trying to go through a glass door of an entertainment center.  He bonked his head and just went back for more.
3.  He uses his feet as another pair of hands.  He lays on his back and passes toys back and forth between his feet and his hands.

Chris and I call Jack our little Bull-gator because he looks like a bull dog and when he scoots it looks just like an alligator.

Giving me the cold shoulder.

Jack's first selfie.

He was just loving this little hotel lotion. 

This one cracks me up.

I just thought the world should fully appreciate the size of Jack's mouth.  It is gi-normous.

So I know these pictures look shockingly similar to last months photos.  But I promise he IS a month older in these.   

Until next time...