We now have a school girl in the house! Lindsay’s first day of kindergarten was yesterday, so I broke out the moving-picture recorder and shot this archival footage:
First day of school from cwolverton on Vimeo.
I also uploaded some new photos and video, so you might want to check those out, too.
Jack’s favorite foods, which seem to change almost daily, include toast with butter, eggs (yolks only, thank you very much), yogurt, shredded cheese, the bottom of his sippy cup, sausage, gravy, sausage gravy, those little crispies from KFC chicken, biscuits (pref. with gravy), pot roast, and many fruits. The combination of all the dairy products coupled with his continued infatuation with the bottom of his sippy cup, which usually contains a delicious milk cocktail, has lead to a chronic ‘dairy air,’ if you will, in the vicinity of his high chair. Conveniently, high chairs are designed to be approximately as cleanable as the bottom of a refrigerator.
When he is not growing teeth (7 so far) or otherwise in pain, he is the most agreeable, sweetest baby boy we can imagine has ever been. When Jack laughs, which is often, everybody laughs with him. To hear him makes you want to grab him up and pat pat pat his little derrière.
He’s one handsome dude, don’t you think? See those teeth? He pushed those babies out in about 10 days. As of now, six of ‘em. Once he had them, he watched longingly as I ate homemade biscuits and gravy in front of him, so I had to give him a little taste. I can’t be positive, since his mom is always trying to “encourage” him to “try” “healthy” foods, but I’d like to think his first big-boy food was his daddy’s biscuits ‘n gravy. Mmmm… gravy…
What better way to celebrate a new post than with a little Christmas video!
This Little Light from cwolverton on Vimeo.
Our first fair week up here has come to an end. The good: it’s a real county fair, with lots of livestock, 4-H kids showing their animals, big pumpkins, and the opportunity to play the ponies. The rides were fun for Lindsay, especially on the first trip. We went back twice, and neither of those trips were as fun as the first (imho). The bad: one word — food. That’s right, the food pretty much sucked. I’m a sucker for the Fried Fair Food, but this stuff was B-A-D. Dripping with fry oil bad. This homemade ice cream has the texture of a sand castle bad. Which was a bummer, but I think I’ll survive (maybe even longer) without it.
This guy has been enjoying the rice and oatmeal cereals now for a couple of weeks, and recently started on the peas. If he had his way, I get the feeling he might have moved on to hamburgers and pizza by now judging from the way he watches us when we eat. He’s definitely showing a bit more than a passing resemblance to his old man these days, eh? So much so that Jenn has started to call me ‘Big Jack’ rather than calling him ‘Little Chris.’ Don’t miss the other recent photos either, there are some good shots of Lindsay on the rides.
