I’m supposed to be a role model. A person for Jake to imitate and admire. Yet I’m asked to carve a couple of pumpkins, and… Well, what do you see?
|I swear, it’s a hoot-owl and a grumpy old man!!!|
|The research center. Pearl Jam Poster and Goo Gone…|
|What do you mean, NO WALK!? This is bullshit!|
Jake has become quite the outdoors man. Actually, I think he was outside more than inside during the warmer months. Now that such a routine has been established, I’m curious to see how he’ll react to being snowbound all winter? The amount of walks and rides we take are already dwindling with the weather change. Jake is forced to take out his frustration on the bouncy seat and a cardboard box. I think we’re going to need some more interesting toys, or thicker earplugs.
|Yes, I’m wearing a wig! And YES, you’re grounded!|
I’m not sure if it’s from chasing Jake around, the spirit of Halloween, or getting clubbed over the head with a beer bottle Saturday night, but, I feel young again!? I guess it feels pretty good to raise a little Hell every now and then. This reminds me that I’m going to have to exercise patience and understanding the first time Jake tells me he took out a neighbor’s window….or pet.
What a weekend! Friday, we went scavenger hunting. Saturday, a great Halloween Party thanks to Aunt Angie. And Sunday, a trip to the pumpkin farm. Little did we know it was Sweetest Day. To celebrate, Mama and I shared pumpkin pie Blizzards while Jake blabbed away in the backseat. That seemed like the perfect gift. It was the sweetest day:)
In our household, Halloween lasts the entire month of October. Partially because Mama loves to decorate, but mostly because Dada’s still a kid at heart. Ok, I’m a nerd. I have loved scary movies since I can remember watching movies. My favorite is The Shining. Next is Halloween. This whole season is awesome! In a few years, Jake and I will be trading candy and telling ghost stories in a tent in the living room! Holla!
Jake is becoming quite the little actor. Gwamma noticed him hamming it up a bit today. He’s sitting there, whining, and on the verge of a supposed meltdown. She gave him the raised eyebrow/ I know you’re bullshitting me right now look. Jake’s snot-nosed, frowny-face morphed into a devilish little grin. Busted!
And later tonight, same scenario. Jake’s flailing, screaming, rolling in my arms like a crocodile on Red Bull. Mama walks in and sits down in the rocker to nurse him. I started to hand him over, and within 2 feet of the boobies, his cry immediately turned to a smile and he literally giggled as he latched onto the “milk jug”!
This kid is either going to become an award winning actor, or a convicted con-artist:)
Jake got to spend the evening with his wittle cousins. Ok, they’re all older than him, but they’re little to me. He learned all about soup, sharing, and Scooby Doo! It’s fun to watch Jake interact with other kids. I can see his personality developing day by day. A great night was had by all. And I’m hooked on Scooby again!