Easter Sunday! Whoopee!

I am Jackson's parietal lobe...

Everyone's been going on and on about this "blog" thing. I was planning to skip blogging and head straight to Facebook and Twitter... but if I have to keep to this 2004 technology, so be it. It's time for the X-man to take the reins and tell it like it is.

Today started out pretty well. Woke up wrapped tightly in my favorite blue man suit (mom calls it a "nightgown" and "sleep sack" -- but I'll stick with dad's terminology for now).


Mom and dad were running around all morning. Dad kept trying to sneak some time in front of the TV to watch golf and baseball, but mom kept him on the straight and narrow. It's good to know who's in charge around here so I can target future pleas accordingly.

About noon, this familiar crew showed up. They all brought lots of food that I'm not allowed to eat (at least not directly) and flash bulbs started flashing as if I was Michael Jordan dunking from the free throw line.


I take the liberty of pooping my pants and shutting my eyes for 45 seconds, and whoa! I wake up wearing some crazy white rabbit outfit. What, you don't believe me on the "crazy" part? Try this on for size... not only did this thing have a clever phrase on the front like most of my shirts... it came with a hat that had a set of rabbit ears on top! Check it out.


Still not buying into "crazy"? Let's just say that if you flipped me over, I had a faux rabbit tail sewn into my butt. Wait, what's that? Oh, we've got a photo of that as well:


I won't even show you the rabbit feet I was rocking.

Told you that was crazy. Now I'm wholly used to being the center of attention, but after the crew sat down for a big meal, they started boiling eggs and turning them colors. Again - I'm not old enough to eat them, let alone search for them under tables or behind couches. What can I do? That's right, pose with them. Check out this beaut' with me laying in a ring of Easter Eggs! Let's keep this one in the family and not show any ladies, deal?


You may think my life is all fun and games, but at some point the pressure to perform gets to me. I still can't hold my neck up, how long do you think I can pose and smile for? Needless to say... I got a bit tired after a while.


I figured if I could fall asleep in a cute enough pose - everyone would let me snooze for a few hours and refresh myself so I can get back into my self-approved schedule of eating, pooping, sleeping and repeating. I was right. Tell me that's not a little man in bliss.


Refreshed and ready to go, the rest of the day really got better every step of the way.

I got lots of kisses,


QT with some of my homies,


and even some presents! I just wish I had more neck and arm control to get my hands on that monster truck.


Whew, what a day! This Easter is fun, but I might try to sleep for more than four hours straight the night before next year's big events. You know what I like to do after a long day? That's right, take a warm bath, soak my itchy butt for a few minutes and lay down for some warm milk. Ahhh... warm water.


After that, it's off to bed with the satisfaction of a day well done.


I heard rumor that dad's headed to work tomorrow. He seems a bit nervous for how things are going to go on the home front without him here. Never fear, though. Mom's got things completely under control. Again, this is pretty basic. Eat, poop, sleep and repeat. Until next time!

"Samantha Cushman Posse" comes by for initiation

Sure, Billy the Kid and Jesse James had their posses; Sam Cushman puts those wimpy cowboys to shame. Sam rode in with Julie, Pilar and Lauren over to check out her new friend this afternoon. Pickel couldn't resist that kind of fun... so he and Lauren picked up lunch and away we went.

Sam currently has 6 months and about 15 pounds on Jackson, so it's crazy to think that they will be in the same grade when they hit the books in 5 years (or at least start eating glue together under non-parent supervision).

Sam was generally not that interested in Jax until we put him in her lap. At that point, Julie had to be close by to block Sam's potential (and patented) tomahawk chop.

Jax (stud that he is), got in a little chest time with each of the ladies. And -- although we don't have a photo of it, Pickel did hold the little guy for at least 2 minutes.

Lauren & Pickel: Julie:Pilar:
I continue to avoid Brooke's request to get a Mommy Camera with telephoto lens and many other options that neither Brooke or I would know how to use without a course at the local community college.

Pilar, however, carries her camera like Peter Parker. The ladies (and Wyatt) did an "amateur" shoot for about 25 minutes (we'll post the great photos later). It's probably good that we got Jax some practice time in front of the big lights, as he didn't seem to love it. Although, he did keep from peeing (or worse) all over the women, dog, floor or wall... so we'll chalk this one up as a success.


And then, just because it's so darn cute, I thought I'd throw in one more photo of X-Man sleeping in his X-Wing fighter position. If we don't get this guy a pacifier soon, he might just spite us and start sucking his toes.

Cuney clan gets in on the act

(Great Uncle) Jac, (Great Aunt) Jeanette, (2nd cousins?) Heather and Amy were supposed to be watching/playing in a high school tennis match today. Fortunately (for us) Mother Nature interrupted and they were able to come by and spend some time with Jax and Brooke (and Wyatt, of course).

The Nursery (or "X-Box" if I am asked) also received Aunt Jeanette's approval. As the artistic/design leader of the female Hood entourage -- this is high praise in my book.

Wide awake...

Jackson continues to be awake for longer and longer. Below are a couple snapshots of the little guy with his eyes open as most seem to be with him sleeping. Another good night of sleep for everyone last night, and Brooke was smart enough to try the music on the bassinet, which might be a goldmine.

Big day today with some friends coming over. Hopefully, some more awake time is in store!

Shopping with mom and dad

Opening Day!

Yeah, he's excited! Let's go Rockies!

Happy Birthday, Jax!

Jax was so excited for his 1 week birthday -- that he slept through the entire celebration. Meghan came over to celebrate the big occasion and spend some time with the big man. I somehow botched the video of she and Brooke singing to him.

OK, in actuality we just realized that he was about to turn 1 week old and stuck a candle in the My Favorite Muffin brought over from some of our great neighbors. Either way, who doesn't love a good reason to celebrate?

Jax spent about 3 hours laying on Meg. The only interruptions from this sleep time were his nearly hourly feeding times. I'm pretty convinced that breast milk is the new PED and this guy is like Barry Bonds in 2003.