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.

Snow day!

What do you want to be when you grow up?

We figured it was time for Jax to get started on his career goals. Grandma Graff and Brooke brought him by MacKenzie House to meet some folk, eat lunch and hang out for a bit.

Jax showed up deep in sleep. His idiot father decided it would be great if he woke up so people could see his eyes. Jax did not appreciate this plan at all.


Who says you can't be productive at work when you have your newborn son with you?


If I only had four hands, I could hold the little guy and get work done all at the same time.

Head size what?

This post may not mean much to most people... but to the Jeff Kay's, Eron Ashley's, Mikey Brown's and Peter Cushman's out there... that have given me 8 years of grief about the size of my head: read it and weep. I know you've proclaimed that my son would have the same "Buffalo Head" as his father. But now you can see that I have only passed on the best of me and let him get the rest of his traits from his mother.


That's right, fellas... head circumference = 13th percentile. If Jax ends up with a similar group of abusive friends as his father... they'll have one less arrow in their quiver.

First Dr visit

Jackson is loving the doctor thus far. He's up 7 lbs 15 oz. 10 oz gain from birth and a pound up from day 3. He is also 21 inches (from 19). Little guy loves to eat. He's also blowing up diapers left and right here...gotta go take care of that!

Jax's first photo shoot

As promised, here are the great photos that Pilar took this weekend with Julie and Brooke's help. This should work as a slideshow. If not, hold the mouse over the photo and that should get it going.





If you'd like to go to the Picasa album: http://picasaweb.google.com/kdgraff/BabyJax9DaysIn?feat=directlink

Yet another lady friend comes to visit

Yesterday Jax got to hang out with Ava Terella. You may not be able to tell in these photos - but we think they're pretty enamored with one another. See how Jax is leaning in on this first photo? I think Ava was trying to whisper sweet nothings to him without their respective moms knowing what was going on. She's even giving Brooke and Tara her "stay out of it" look.

The other possibility is that she's getting ready to throw a right cross with that balled up first.