Some parents hang their kid’s first drawings on their fridge.
I’ve decided I’m going to hang Jack’s first picture here on my vitrual fridge:
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Yesterday, Jack and Christine brought me this first picture. Totally cool… and when we point to the elephant and ask him what sound an elephant makes he puts his arm in the air and goes “brrrrrrr” just like an elephant lifting his trunk and trumpeting.
Kids do the darndest things, don’t they?
As I read Josh’s recent post about feeling his baby’s kicking for the first time it made me smile and think back to that same feeling I had back then. Congrats Josh.
Today was an exciting day for Jack. I got up early with him, because Christine was up last night late due to a bad headache.
We got up and played, and read a bunch of books, after breakfast.
After Christine got up, I took a break on the couch, while she watched Jack and cooked him lunch. At some point, I heard a large crash … like a bottle breaking, and then Jack started wailing!
I ran into the kitchen, and Christine was picking up Jack. He was kicking violently and doing one of those silent screams that you know would just be louder than hell if any sound could come out of his mouth…
Turns out, he dropped a soy sauce bottle from the fridge on his big toe. The bottle didn’t break, but it hit him hard enough to break the skin on the tip of his toe and make him bleed a little.
So now, Jack got his first booboo that needed a band-aid.
Jack got to wear a super-manly Curious George band-aid all day:
So while he became a man with his busted lip in October, he’s now graduated into a new class of man-hood.