Visitors from the valley...

Jax's Great Aunt & Uncle made a special pit stop on their way from Monte Vista to Minnesota to spend a couple hours with Jax. As with most parents, they quickly comment on how they have forgotten how small newborns are in the first months.

Great Aunt Deanne:

Great Uncle Thad:

Thad teaching Jax about beer... starting with how to grow the best barley.

Jax hits the bottle

Apparently, you need to introduce a bottle before the end of the 3rd week or the little folk may never get the hang of it. This is Ryan giving Jax his 2nd bottle feeding of his short life. Seems to like it any way he can get it!

Some singing and a new tub

What puts a newborn to sleep? That's right:

1) plug in your new game (American Idol on the Wii)
2) hold the baby in one hand
3) sing into the mic held in the other

Baby will fall right to sleep. Or, at least that's what Jax does.

(I think it's a bit scary how much I look like my brother in this one)

Eventually, I ran out of songs to sing and I think Brooke's ears couldn't handle it any more (although she was nice and didn't say anything). However -- the X-man definitely loves his karaoke. Let this also serve as a warning that all future visitors to the Graff house may find themselves with a mic shoved in their hand!

Jax's belly button also finally fell off - so we were able to give him a full bath in his handy tub. And yes, of course he pissed on me (and the couch) afterward. Here's a video of him soaking his butt to alleviate some of the diaper rash that he's sporting these days.

Dining Out

Jax was dying to head out and get some Mexican food, so his grandparents took him, Brooke and I to his first restaurant. However, the green chile was a bit hot for him, so he ended up sticking with his traditional fare.

He may have started out in his car seat at the table...


But he didn't last there for long.

It was good to get out as the snow was starting to give us cabin fever...

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.