The Internet is a big sprawling mess of stuff. Big. The Web is just a piece of the Internet, and even it is infinitely big. I try to visualize the number of web pages and it gets to be this big creepy cosmic thing, like in Stephen King's Dark Tower novels, where the entire universe is contained within a single rose growing in an empty lot in Manhattan. I like the recursion in that image. Aside from the recursion, though, is the concept of big. An entire universe contained within a rose, which is part of another entire universe contained within a blade of grass, which is in turn....well, you get my point.
Anyway, in amongst the billions of web pages, tucked away like a needle jammed into the middle of the Serengeti, is a monument. In the grand scheme of things, the monument is actually pretty small, but here it is, nonetheless. You could spend your whole life wandering the Serengeti and never step on that needle. If you were to search your whole life for that needle, you may never find it. Nonetheless, here that needle stands, in a dark, lightly-traveled corner of the Internet. It shall stand for as long as the mighty Blogger.com shall stand, and it will trumpet forth its simple message.
Happy Birthday to You
Happy Birthday to You
Happy Birthday, Dear Grandma
Happy Birthday to You
Love,
Hambone*
*As dictated to Daddy, this 23rd day of March in the year two thousand and five
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Monday, March 21, 2005
Wearing a Raincoat
Jack's first birthday has come and gone, and the pictures are nowhere to be found. That's not entirely true, though, since Uncle Scott has had a Powerbook fire lit under him, and has posted some pictures at his new picture page. Ah, picture pages. Some things just stick with you your whole life. But, I digress. I will try to follow Uncle Scott's example and post some pictures of my own this week.
We started out our Spring Travel Season with a bang. I ventured out to Las Vegas with Mom and Jeff on the 8th, and we lived the Downtown experience. We had a fantastic time, bolstered by some good winnings. We spent a couple of afternoons playing the horses, which wasn't terribly profitable, but it's sure a nice way to spend some time. A nice time, that is, is you can ignore the pathetic wrecks that populate Las Vegas sports books. I'd recommend actually going to the races -- the live action is much more fun and dynamic, and you'll be spared the spectacle of broken old men wasting their lives away in smoke and solitude.
Stacy and Jack flew down to Oklahoma on the 12th, and stayed until this past Thursday. Jack had a wonderful time visiting Grandma and Grandpa and all the fun family people, and re-stocked on OU jackets. He should be set for another year (it's a shame that the OU basketball couldn't keep it together for him).
We have an exciting couple of weeks ahead. We're going to Turtle Lake for Easter, which always leads to speculation on whether the dog population will exceed the people population. Then, in the following week, Dad is bringing the traveling road show to Milwaukee.
We started out our Spring Travel Season with a bang. I ventured out to Las Vegas with Mom and Jeff on the 8th, and we lived the Downtown experience. We had a fantastic time, bolstered by some good winnings. We spent a couple of afternoons playing the horses, which wasn't terribly profitable, but it's sure a nice way to spend some time. A nice time, that is, is you can ignore the pathetic wrecks that populate Las Vegas sports books. I'd recommend actually going to the races -- the live action is much more fun and dynamic, and you'll be spared the spectacle of broken old men wasting their lives away in smoke and solitude.
Stacy and Jack flew down to Oklahoma on the 12th, and stayed until this past Thursday. Jack had a wonderful time visiting Grandma and Grandpa and all the fun family people, and re-stocked on OU jackets. He should be set for another year (it's a shame that the OU basketball couldn't keep it together for him).
We have an exciting couple of weeks ahead. We're going to Turtle Lake for Easter, which always leads to speculation on whether the dog population will exceed the people population. Then, in the following week, Dad is bringing the traveling road show to Milwaukee.
Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Mint Car
Another tooth has made an appearance. Jack now has his two front teeth, and only a couple of months after Christmas. It looks like 3 more are fighting their way through on the bottom. It won't be too long before he has a bright, white, shiny smile.
Jack is on a tear with the assisted walking. If there's something to hold on to for balance, he'll move right along. His favorite thing right now is to walk up and down the front of the couch, because it's at a perfect level for holding.
We spent the weekend in Minneapolis, where Jack commanded much attention. Sam shot some footage and then made a really good video, which I've made available via my .Mac page. The video is fairly big, so I recommend a high-speed connection for viewing it. That Sam sure sets the bar high for home video; I'll have to work on my editing skills, and I don't think we'll be able to truly compete until we have a digital camcorder of our own. Until that day, we can enjoy Sam's offering.
Jack is on a tear with the assisted walking. If there's something to hold on to for balance, he'll move right along. His favorite thing right now is to walk up and down the front of the couch, because it's at a perfect level for holding.
We spent the weekend in Minneapolis, where Jack commanded much attention. Sam shot some footage and then made a really good video, which I've made available via my .Mac page. The video is fairly big, so I recommend a high-speed connection for viewing it. That Sam sure sets the bar high for home video; I'll have to work on my editing skills, and I don't think we'll be able to truly compete until we have a digital camcorder of our own. Until that day, we can enjoy Sam's offering.
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
Drifting
Good golly, Miss Molly. It has been far too long since the last blog post. This post will serve as a toe dipping into the blog water, since I don't imagine I have a whole lot to write at this moment.
Jack finally has a tooth working in. It is clearly visible now when he smiles, and it looks like a second one is joining it. He hasn't been terribly upset about it, but it's hard to tell since his new favorite pastime is to yell at the top of his lungs. He has yet to learn that different complaints require different reponses. Right now, everything gets the howl.
We have settled back in after the holidays and our vacation. It's nice to have a little time to relax.
Jack finally has a tooth working in. It is clearly visible now when he smiles, and it looks like a second one is joining it. He hasn't been terribly upset about it, but it's hard to tell since his new favorite pastime is to yell at the top of his lungs. He has yet to learn that different complaints require different reponses. Right now, everything gets the howl.
We have settled back in after the holidays and our vacation. It's nice to have a little time to relax.
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Song for the Dumped
Jack had his 9 month visit to the doctor yesterday. As a first order of business, the doctor said he sounded much better, and put an end to the Nebulizer treatments. Although there's no indication that Jack will need it again, I believe we'll keep it handy, just in case.
In other doctor news, Jack has fallen off the pace. He weighs 22 pounds, 12 ounces, and is now in the 85% percentile in all size categories. Perhaps he's just gearing up for a growth spurt. Everything else is normal. We're supposed to start weaning him off the bottle, and so a whole new wonderland of food is going to join his daily menu. Stacy bought some turkey that looks like little hot dogs -- don't tell Jack, but that stuff stinks.
Every morning when I drop Jack off at daycare, he smiles at Xavier, the other little boy that shows up that early, and happily goes to whichever teacher is in the room when I leave. Usually, he's excited to get to playing. This morning, he actually got upset when I handed him over and kissed him good bye. It made me happy and sad all at the same time.
In other doctor news, Jack has fallen off the pace. He weighs 22 pounds, 12 ounces, and is now in the 85% percentile in all size categories. Perhaps he's just gearing up for a growth spurt. Everything else is normal. We're supposed to start weaning him off the bottle, and so a whole new wonderland of food is going to join his daily menu. Stacy bought some turkey that looks like little hot dogs -- don't tell Jack, but that stuff stinks.
Every morning when I drop Jack off at daycare, he smiles at Xavier, the other little boy that shows up that early, and happily goes to whichever teacher is in the room when I leave. Usually, he's excited to get to playing. This morning, he actually got upset when I handed him over and kissed him good bye. It made me happy and sad all at the same time.
Saturday, December 11, 2004
Enjoy the Silence
A brief update for anyone following the Hambone v. Nebulizer saga.
Jack had an x-ray on Thursday to rule out pneumonia as a possible problem, and it did just that. He has some sort of doctor-speak problem caused by a minor infection, and the Nebulizer should knock it out in relatively short order. As it is now, he doesn't cough very often, and I haven't noticed any of the wheezing lately.
We're taking a drive up to Appleton today, to give Jack a chance to hang out with Grandma while we take in a movie. I expect we'll all be happy with that.
Oh, I almost forgot. I got one of those fancy new cell phones with a camera, and I've set up a website where I can send random pictures I feel like taking. It also supports comment threads, because you never know when a blurry picture of Bigfoot may require discussion. Unfortunately, many of the pictures are blurry -- cameraphones just aren't that fancy yet.
Jack had an x-ray on Thursday to rule out pneumonia as a possible problem, and it did just that. He has some sort of doctor-speak problem caused by a minor infection, and the Nebulizer should knock it out in relatively short order. As it is now, he doesn't cough very often, and I haven't noticed any of the wheezing lately.
We're taking a drive up to Appleton today, to give Jack a chance to hang out with Grandma while we take in a movie. I expect we'll all be happy with that.
Oh, I almost forgot. I got one of those fancy new cell phones with a camera, and I've set up a website where I can send random pictures I feel like taking. It also supports comment threads, because you never know when a blurry picture of Bigfoot may require discussion. Unfortunately, many of the pictures are blurry -- cameraphones just aren't that fancy yet.
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
Ziggy Stardust
Stacy and I are pretty laid-back parents when it comes to medical matters. Sniffles and weird poop don't phase us. Jack is a happy little boy that eats well and tears around all over the house, and that's enough for us.
A little over a month ago, Jack developed a cough. He still ate well, played well, slept well (unless a big cough woke him up), and so we called the doctor to see if it was anything to be concerned about. Not at all, he said. Apparently, there had been something going around which could account for some light coughing for anywhere from three to six weeks, and as long as no other symptoms manifested themselves, it was a minor thing. Well, then, that was that.
On Monday, Jack's cough began to get a little rougher, and the coughing more frequent. Since it is cold season, we got him some infant cold medicine to help handle the coughing, and it helped him to sleep through the night again. He had a pretty rough time at day care yesterday, though, since the cough was preventing him from sleeping, and so he'd get cranky and yell, which would cause more coughing. By the time Stacy arrived, he was pretty worked up -- and Jack knows how to express his displeasure in no uncertain terms.
So Stacy called the doctor and he worked in an appointment for Jack. He noticed that Jack's breathing has gotten a little raspy, and determined that it needed to be dealt with. I expected that antibiotics would be prescribed, and they were; but that's not all. Jack also gets to use a Nebulizer for fourteen days.
What's a Nebulizer? Oh, the miracles of modern technology. I'm not talking about the miracles of modern medical technology -- I'm talking about communications. The miracle by which a layperson such as myself, with close to zero knowledge about medical equipment, gets to expound at length on a piece of medical equipment in front of a worldwide audience. It reminds me of a quote I come across periodically,
So, now that we've established that I have little idea what I'm talking about, I think I'll descibe the Nebulizer. It's an air compressor with an attachment which contains a little reservoir, and an open-ended tube above it. The compressor blows warm air through the reservoir, which is filled with a dosage of medicine, and generates a vapor which escapes each end of the tube and Jack breathes in. It's a pretty snazzy little doo-dad, when you get right down to it. It doesn't need to be fed through a mask or held in his mouth -- we've actually been holding it in front of him as he eats Cheerios, and he breathes as he normally would. It takes about ten minutes to exhaust each dose. The doctor prescribed this for Jack four times daily for the next fourteen days. He says it'll knock that congestion clean out.
Here's the funny part. Nebulizers aren't available for rental, at least in our neck of the woods, so we got to buy one. It's pending insurance approval, so I can't guarantee that we'll be paying for it, but I have a feeling that if I took the insurance company out to dinner, we wouldn't both be reaching for the check at the end. I imagine he'd find himself in the restroom when the check arrived. Those big dividends don't come from paying a lot of claims, you know.
So, in fourteen days, I'll have a Nebulizer available for rental in the Milwaukee area. Reasonable rates, friendly service, senior discount.
A little over a month ago, Jack developed a cough. He still ate well, played well, slept well (unless a big cough woke him up), and so we called the doctor to see if it was anything to be concerned about. Not at all, he said. Apparently, there had been something going around which could account for some light coughing for anywhere from three to six weeks, and as long as no other symptoms manifested themselves, it was a minor thing. Well, then, that was that.
On Monday, Jack's cough began to get a little rougher, and the coughing more frequent. Since it is cold season, we got him some infant cold medicine to help handle the coughing, and it helped him to sleep through the night again. He had a pretty rough time at day care yesterday, though, since the cough was preventing him from sleeping, and so he'd get cranky and yell, which would cause more coughing. By the time Stacy arrived, he was pretty worked up -- and Jack knows how to express his displeasure in no uncertain terms.
So Stacy called the doctor and he worked in an appointment for Jack. He noticed that Jack's breathing has gotten a little raspy, and determined that it needed to be dealt with. I expected that antibiotics would be prescribed, and they were; but that's not all. Jack also gets to use a Nebulizer for fourteen days.
What's a Nebulizer? Oh, the miracles of modern technology. I'm not talking about the miracles of modern medical technology -- I'm talking about communications. The miracle by which a layperson such as myself, with close to zero knowledge about medical equipment, gets to expound at length on a piece of medical equipment in front of a worldwide audience. It reminds me of a quote I come across periodically,
“We have gone from a world of concentrated knowledge and wisdom to one of distributed ignorance. And we know and understand less while being increasingly capable.”
Prof. Peter Cochrane, formerly of BT Labs
So, now that we've established that I have little idea what I'm talking about, I think I'll descibe the Nebulizer. It's an air compressor with an attachment which contains a little reservoir, and an open-ended tube above it. The compressor blows warm air through the reservoir, which is filled with a dosage of medicine, and generates a vapor which escapes each end of the tube and Jack breathes in. It's a pretty snazzy little doo-dad, when you get right down to it. It doesn't need to be fed through a mask or held in his mouth -- we've actually been holding it in front of him as he eats Cheerios, and he breathes as he normally would. It takes about ten minutes to exhaust each dose. The doctor prescribed this for Jack four times daily for the next fourteen days. He says it'll knock that congestion clean out.
Here's the funny part. Nebulizers aren't available for rental, at least in our neck of the woods, so we got to buy one. It's pending insurance approval, so I can't guarantee that we'll be paying for it, but I have a feeling that if I took the insurance company out to dinner, we wouldn't both be reaching for the check at the end. I imagine he'd find himself in the restroom when the check arrived. Those big dividends don't come from paying a lot of claims, you know.
So, in fourteen days, I'll have a Nebulizer available for rental in the Milwaukee area. Reasonable rates, friendly service, senior discount.
Monday, November 29, 2004
Watching the Wheels
The week of Thanksgiving saw us begin our Holiday travel season. Jack has been a good travelling boy on our trips to the cabin and to Minneapolis, but we were apprehensive about the drive to Oklahoma. It breaks down to two days of travel, 9 hours the first day and 6 hours the second, and that seemed like an awfully long time for a boy to tolerate his car seat. Also, the spectre of the first tooth has been looming for months, and Murphy dictated that it would make its appearance during this drive.
No need to worry. As long as regular stops are part of the trip, Jack travels better than I do. The first tooth remains hidden, which supports my belief that he's waiting to break out a mouthful all at once. Both hotels we stopped at had pools, and so Jack and Stacy went swimming, which is one of Jack's very favorite activities. The long drive actually worked out to be a pleasant part of our family vacation. Even when I got pulled over on the way back. It turns out that speeding tickets in Illinois are much more affordable than in Wisconsin.
We arrived in Ada early Monday afternoon, so Stacy and Jack were able to visit Grandma at school, and meet some of the people there. Tuesday was picture day. In the morning, Jack went to have his picture taken with Grandpa Bingham (as soon as I get a copy, I will post it). In the afternoon, we had our pictures taken as a family, and some more pictures of Jack were taken for our Christmas cards. Jack was a pretty good sport through most of it, but his patience did wear thin toward the end. It's probably a good thing that there aren't any more photo shoots in his immediate future.
Stacy's brother Steve arrived on Wednesday with his fiancee TJ and her daughter Brecklynn. Unfortunately, we managed to miss getting a picture of the three of them together. Hopefully, someone will send one along.
Thanksgiving Day was very exciting. Jack got to meet many new people in his family, and spent quite some time playing with Grandma Bingham on the floor. The day had its flaws, though, as the Bears were embarrassed on national television. We didn't have our camera with us, and so I don't have any pictures to post. I'm hoping that some will be provided. Grandpa Bingham took us for a tour of the property in his 6-wheeler, which Jack really enjoyed. He was particularly impressed by the huge piles of hay. Not so much by the cows--they were a little too sedentary for him I guess.
The official Hambone Holiday 2004 Album has been started. So far, it contains our visits to Racine and Ada. I expect it will grow regularly, as we decorate the house, and continue our travels.
No need to worry. As long as regular stops are part of the trip, Jack travels better than I do. The first tooth remains hidden, which supports my belief that he's waiting to break out a mouthful all at once. Both hotels we stopped at had pools, and so Jack and Stacy went swimming, which is one of Jack's very favorite activities. The long drive actually worked out to be a pleasant part of our family vacation. Even when I got pulled over on the way back. It turns out that speeding tickets in Illinois are much more affordable than in Wisconsin.
We arrived in Ada early Monday afternoon, so Stacy and Jack were able to visit Grandma at school, and meet some of the people there. Tuesday was picture day. In the morning, Jack went to have his picture taken with Grandpa Bingham (as soon as I get a copy, I will post it). In the afternoon, we had our pictures taken as a family, and some more pictures of Jack were taken for our Christmas cards. Jack was a pretty good sport through most of it, but his patience did wear thin toward the end. It's probably a good thing that there aren't any more photo shoots in his immediate future.
Stacy's brother Steve arrived on Wednesday with his fiancee TJ and her daughter Brecklynn. Unfortunately, we managed to miss getting a picture of the three of them together. Hopefully, someone will send one along.
Thanksgiving Day was very exciting. Jack got to meet many new people in his family, and spent quite some time playing with Grandma Bingham on the floor. The day had its flaws, though, as the Bears were embarrassed on national television. We didn't have our camera with us, and so I don't have any pictures to post. I'm hoping that some will be provided. Grandpa Bingham took us for a tour of the property in his 6-wheeler, which Jack really enjoyed. He was particularly impressed by the huge piles of hay. Not so much by the cows--they were a little too sedentary for him I guess.
The official Hambone Holiday 2004 Album has been started. So far, it contains our visits to Racine and Ada. I expect it will grow regularly, as we decorate the house, and continue our travels.
Thursday, November 18, 2004
Sheep Go To Heaven
Oh, this poor neglected blog. Just as soon as I start to pay more attention to it, and it gets its hopes up, they are dashed again by my dastardly capriciousness. That would be a good name for a band, except that it would be a challenge for many people to spell it. That would probably cut into online sales, since the searches would always fail.
So, what's up in the world of Hambone, you ask? Well, he's just starting to be a crawling machine. Grandma visited last night, and she got to witness some of the mobility firsthand. The secret to motivating him to move is to put something tantalizing like a dog toy or address book on the floor, and he'll scoot right over to it. He is content to have his toys delivered.
Still no teeth. I think he's just making sure they all come in at once, to save the hassle of spreading out the job. A more pessimistic person might think he's waiting for the long drives to and from Oklahoma next week. Not me, though; to me, the mouth is half-full.
We drove down to Racine on Sunday and got to meet Madison, and she is just a little darling. Jack tried to teach her the benefits of bellowing until you get what you want, but she seemed uninterested. We'll see how long that lasts.
We've all got Gary in our thoughts today. Hopefully, all will be well.
So, what's up in the world of Hambone, you ask? Well, he's just starting to be a crawling machine. Grandma visited last night, and she got to witness some of the mobility firsthand. The secret to motivating him to move is to put something tantalizing like a dog toy or address book on the floor, and he'll scoot right over to it. He is content to have his toys delivered.
Still no teeth. I think he's just making sure they all come in at once, to save the hassle of spreading out the job. A more pessimistic person might think he's waiting for the long drives to and from Oklahoma next week. Not me, though; to me, the mouth is half-full.
We drove down to Racine on Sunday and got to meet Madison, and she is just a little darling. Jack tried to teach her the benefits of bellowing until you get what you want, but she seemed uninterested. We'll see how long that lasts.
We've all got Gary in our thoughts today. Hopefully, all will be well.
Monday, October 18, 2004
Word Up
So, Scott has been burning the midnight oil to get his own website in order. It looks like a wide variety of good stuff. I'm of the opinion that the more websites dedicated to good-lookin' people, the better. He has also started a blog, which distinguishes itself in its brevity.
We received some fantastic news over the weekend. Bambi and Barry have adopted a beautiful little girl named Madison Grace. I posted a picture of the happy family in my Fall Photo Album for your viewing and linking pleasure. We have certainly started to turn out the children in the past few years! Stacy and I are jealous of all the people that get to meet her over Thanksgiving, when we're in Oklahoma.
Jack's growth continues. No teeth yet. Eating plenty. Smiling at people. All people. All the time. Friday was his very first School Picture Day, so I hope to have some new pictures posted whenever we get them. I seem to remember always getting a free comb on picture day, but Jack missed out. He probably would have really enjoyed chewing on a nice comb.
We received some fantastic news over the weekend. Bambi and Barry have adopted a beautiful little girl named Madison Grace. I posted a picture of the happy family in my Fall Photo Album for your viewing and linking pleasure. We have certainly started to turn out the children in the past few years! Stacy and I are jealous of all the people that get to meet her over Thanksgiving, when we're in Oklahoma.
Jack's growth continues. No teeth yet. Eating plenty. Smiling at people. All people. All the time. Friday was his very first School Picture Day, so I hope to have some new pictures posted whenever we get them. I seem to remember always getting a free comb on picture day, but Jack missed out. He probably would have really enjoyed chewing on a nice comb.
Saturday, October 09, 2004
I Can Do That
We've been using Stacy's camera to take short video clips of Jack, because it can be more fun to watch him laughing than it is to see a picture of him laughing. We haven't taken too many yet, but I thought it might be fun to take a couple and see how they would work in a clip-movie, like those that Stacy has made. You are hereby invited to the premiere of Laughing Jack. It's fairly big, so I would recommend downloading it on a high-speed connection. I'll probably get better at it as I make more, but this one isn't bad for a first effort.
Jack and I got to spend some time at home Thursday afternoon and Friday. His face has been fairly red and chapped since his drool output increased, and the ladies at daycare got worried the other day when it looked like a rash that was spreading. I took him in to the doctor, and it turned out to be nothing (although he's getting some serious lotion on his face to combat the redness and chapping), but out of the blue he showed some eye thing (either pink eye or some other eye virus), for which the doctor prescribed some antibiotic cream. Since day cares aren't wild about having kids with pink eye, and since I have 8 sick days that go unused every year, I decided to keep him home with me on Friday. We had a very good time. The best part is that we're staying home together on Monday, too, since that is an inservice training day at KinderCare. I guess you could call me Mr. Mom. Of course, then I'd have to smack you.
Jack and I got to spend some time at home Thursday afternoon and Friday. His face has been fairly red and chapped since his drool output increased, and the ladies at daycare got worried the other day when it looked like a rash that was spreading. I took him in to the doctor, and it turned out to be nothing (although he's getting some serious lotion on his face to combat the redness and chapping), but out of the blue he showed some eye thing (either pink eye or some other eye virus), for which the doctor prescribed some antibiotic cream. Since day cares aren't wild about having kids with pink eye, and since I have 8 sick days that go unused every year, I decided to keep him home with me on Friday. We had a very good time. The best part is that we're staying home together on Monday, too, since that is an inservice training day at KinderCare. I guess you could call me Mr. Mom. Of course, then I'd have to smack you.
Tuesday, October 05, 2004
Roundabout
So, it's been a while since I posted an update, and so I think some general news about The Boy is probably in order. The concensus opinion seems to be that a tooth is going to show itself any minute now. We're basing this opinion on an incredible amount of drool, Jack's insistence on putting EVERYTHING in his mouth, and his tendency to smile a whole lot. You know...practicing for when he has the tooth. There's nothing like the bright smile of a single-toothed boy. And he'll be able to open cans, too.
Stacy and I took first and second place in the Lake Lucerne fantasy football league this weekend. The writing is on the wall...they may as well send all the money to us now, since we're warmed up and ready to steamroll.
Stacy and I took first and second place in the Lake Lucerne fantasy football league this weekend. The writing is on the wall...they may as well send all the money to us now, since we're warmed up and ready to steamroll.
Monday, September 27, 2004
Time of the Season
There are not many things better than Sunday in the fall. Of course, a Sunday in the fall where the Bears win would be better, but this isn't 1985.
Jack had his second swimming lesson with Stacy on Saturday, but didn't quite make it through the whole thing. He had some tough times this weekend, and Stacy thinks it's because a tooth is coming. I think he was upset that OU didn't play, and that the Bears lost to the Vikings. I guess that, like in most things, the truth is somewhere in the middle.
Jack had his second swimming lesson with Stacy on Saturday, but didn't quite make it through the whole thing. He had some tough times this weekend, and Stacy thinks it's because a tooth is coming. I think he was upset that OU didn't play, and that the Bears lost to the Vikings. I guess that, like in most things, the truth is somewhere in the middle.
Friday, September 24, 2004
Doctor, Doctor, Give Me the News
Jack went in for his regularly scheduled checkup on Wednesday, so I get to pass on an update to his vital statistics:
21 lbs, .5 ounces (90% percentile)
28 inches (90% percentile)
I told Stacy that he is such a big boy because I was so good about making her drink milk during her pregnancy. I'm sure the Dairy Council will soon be seeking me out for endorsements...unless they talk to Stacy first. She seems to think I may be taking credit where I haven't necessarily earned it.
Jack also continued his War on Disease (tm) with some immunizations. He's finally done with a couple of them, and we threw in a flu shot for good measure. Once that flu shot was administered, he got all George-Bush-squinty and said of the flu germs, "Bring 'em on." I'm not certain that the flu germs noticed, but it sure inspired the rest of us in the room.
21 lbs, .5 ounces (90% percentile)
28 inches (90% percentile)
I told Stacy that he is such a big boy because I was so good about making her drink milk during her pregnancy. I'm sure the Dairy Council will soon be seeking me out for endorsements...unless they talk to Stacy first. She seems to think I may be taking credit where I haven't necessarily earned it.
Jack also continued his War on Disease (tm) with some immunizations. He's finally done with a couple of them, and we threw in a flu shot for good measure. Once that flu shot was administered, he got all George-Bush-squinty and said of the flu germs, "Bring 'em on." I'm not certain that the flu germs noticed, but it sure inspired the rest of us in the room.
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