Tuesday, June 21, 2005

12 weeks

Today you are twelve weeks old, and I was looking at the pictures below at work, and I can do nothing but smile. This weekend while we were visiting Oma and Opa you were fussing in your swing crying and I looked over to check on you and you were doing fine, but you expected me to pick you up apparently because when I turned away you got this shocked face and stopped crying. Everyone was stunned at how you seemed to be incredulous that I wouldn't pick you up. :) I continued to ignore you even tho I wanted to pick you up, because that is what a daddy has to do. Be tough. I have to be strong so you can be too. I love you baby boy.

Monday, June 13, 2005

2 months 2 weeks 6 days

Yesterday we went to a graduation party in Wisconsin and took the baby. Well it was super hot and he was a little son of a gun all day. Nobody got to see him smile. :) So we had him inside for the whole day in the AC trying to appease the little brat. :) When we got home we put the baby to sleep and my brother said he would watch the baby so Lori and I could go see Mr. And Mrs. Smith. We both wanted to see the movie really bad because we both love Brad Pitt! :) So we went and had a good time. It was a great movie and we got some Taco Bell afterwards on the way home.

Well to make this long story longer. Like that sentence just did. We got home and the baby had woken up the minute we left and hadn't slept a wink since. Matt was rocking him in his room and the kid just wouldn't sleep. Just the thought that he might have known we left and was upset was enough to make me want to grab him and rock him to sleep. As soon as I had him it was no more than 5 minutes and he was out like a light, but I held him longer anyway just because I enjoyed having him calm and in my arms. There is nothing like the smell of you own baby. As weird as that may sound. I am most certain it is a drug.