I don’t care how cute the little babies can be, there’s really no way to make a rat tail look good.
Someone is getting a haircut soon.
Jagger’s smiles - Mommy’s going away this weekend for a little relaxation and spa time. Just me and you for the next three days. I’m both excited and scared at the same time. Watch out Michael Keaton, this Mr Mom is back in business!
Happy 9 months buddy! Things have been hectic on my end. Sometimes work and a not so good sleeping baby don’t mix well. I’m preparing for a trip out west for work which will last about 9 days. By far the longest amount of time away from the little guy since he was born. Already I don’t like the idea of leaving him.
Been meaning to write more rather then just posting pics of Jags. Hopefully the plane ride over will allow me some time to write a post updating the daily life of the little guy. Things have been rough, things have been tough, but things have also gotten pretty awesome! More to come soon…
For now, Happy 9 months bud!
You can bet your ass (no pun intended) that this will be the pic going out for our Holiday card this year. You’re supposed to embarrass your kids until they have a say, right?
Jagger’s smiles - Just me and you today. No mommy, no rules, and the big apple at our fingers tips. What should we do…
Jagger’s smiles - There’s really nothing better then when your son snuggles between you and your wife early in the morning. Actually, I guess snuggling later in the afternoon so mommy and daddy could get some sleep would be better.
Jagger’s smiles - No shirt morning party while Mommy sleeps! Actually, you peed all over yourself and needed to be changed. I hate the way you get when you drink.
I continue to get excited as the weekends approach. The thought of staying up late, sleeping in, and having one of the best cities in the world at my disposal excites me. But as Friday approaches, all I want to do is go to sleep early, pretend like I don’t hear the monitor going off at 6am, and drink enough coffee to get through the day. When you have a kid, suddenly your weekends become the same as your weekdays.
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