Brooke turns 28...

Mom turned 28 on Friday. Originally, I had some grand plans for a big night out with some dancing, etc. Looks like I was a bit ahead of myself. The change of plans ended up working out perfectly as a major snowstorm hit Thursday night through the weekend that brought about 18 inches to the Graff house. The result was a lot of hanging around staring at Jax thinking, "Wow, this is really something."

Wyatt continues to get more comfortable with the little guy. And, in order to beat Jones to the inevitable comment in his best Darryl voice: "Jax, those look like lady gloves." Well, Luke - gloves are unisex until you hit some 1+ age, best I can tell.

Jax got his first pacifier. Aside from only holding in his mouth for 20 second increments - he seems to like it. I cannot speak to whether or not he likes the fact that it nearly covers his nose.

And no, I didn't plan the orange and yellow together... but seeing how good it looks makes me wonder why that fashion combo doesn't get more playing time.