A Good Weekend

Saturday morning, time to wake up! Looks like this crew was awake all night.

Doesn't take long to get in a good mood.

Weekends are a good time for your Aunt to give you a bath (especially if your dad and uncle are at the golf course all day).

Now that Jax can read, we're starting to spend a bit more time hitting the books.

It wasn't too easy for father or son to get out of bed on Sunday. Must have been the late night partying with the animal noises book.

He may look like Brooke, but he sleeps like me. Apologies for the excess skin. This blog may have just gone from G to PG -- but anytime you can put that type of farmer's tan on the internet -- you do it.

Let's zoom in on that one without the distracting oaf in the background...

Much better.

On Sunday, Jackson went to church for the first time. We've been excited about getting him in this sportscoat for some time. He was markedly less excited.

Church can wear out even the most pious.

That's a wrap (or is it "rap" these days?) on a solid weekend!

Trivia answer from last week: Jax had some yeast in his armpits. Apparently you have to 1) lift the arm, 2) then spread the additional skin in the armpit 3) and then clean. We didn't know about step #2. Yeah, pretty gross. No worries, the situation has been resolved.

Trivia question for this post... what did Jax do yesterday for the first time?

"Aunts" & "Uncles" Meet Mr. Jackson

Jax meets his socialist Uncle Bill. I'm not sure propoganda he's whispering to Jax here - but Jax can't believe what he's hearing.

Uncle Risom got some drool on his shirt and the opportunity to swap hairstyling techniques.

Jackson took off his clothes so that Aunt Signe couldn't make fun of his boring American style.

The fact that Luke managed to hold onto Jax with Brooke, Braden and Rose in the room is a minor miracle.

I love this photo because Jax is the only one who knows which camera is the important camera. Plus, he has some sort of Matrix-speed hand waving in action.

Jax's first dinner in Cherry Creek North. He's hoping that mom will put him back in the crib with Campbell so that he can throw some of the game that Jubbe was teaching him before dinner.

Uncle Mike has no hair on his forehead and if things progress, Jax will only have a tuft of hair on his forehead and the nape of his neck. Are the two Brooke's hot mama's or what? The other restaurant folks probably couldn't figure out who the moms were of these two infants.

As the Irishman says in Braveheart: "The Almighty says this must be a fashionable fight. It's drawn all the finest people." What a good looking crew. Right? Right?

Uncle Risom and Jax competing in Danish feats of strength.

Uncle Luke getting in some practice before his daughter arrives next month. Not sure what Luke did, but Jax seems to think it was something.

Sean also fed Jax. Come to think of it... after this night Jax had a hard time taking a bottle for a couple days. It's all starting to make sense.

Actually - a pretty strong performance by the aunts and uncles all the way around!

"The Sun Never Sets on the Cool"

These are shorts and glasses from Uncle Braden and Aunt Rose. We call them the "Iverson Shorts."

2 Months! Doctor time...

Jax turned 2 yesterday and is really living the dream. Yeah, we're the annoying parents that plan to celebrate every monthly birthday until he hits one year. If you find this wildly annoying, please move on.

First things first, the little guy had his two month health check. Let's run through the stats again.

He's growing fast. And, unlike his pops, he is growing more vertically than horizontally. Height checks in at 24 inches. That's 3 inches of growth in 6 weeks, good stuff. This puts him in the 86th percentile (up from 62nd).


Next up was the head check. He stayed at the 13th percentile measuring in at 15 inches (up from 13.7 inches). That triggered this exchange:

Brooke: Is 13th percentile concerning?

Doctor: Not at all. Head size is genetic. (Doc looks at me briefly and then at Brooke) I'm thinking that he got his head size from his mom.

Me: Touche.


Weight gain is going great. He tips the scales at 12 pounds 2.5 oz. That's 62nd percentile, up from 27th. Crazy to think that the little chub is taller than he is heavy -- but I guess the numbers don't lie.


And yeah, we don't really know protocol on when you stop posting naked photos of your kids to public websites. We'll error on the safe side so that Jax's high school nemesis in 2026 can't type "Jax" and "penis" into Google and find anything compromising.

In summary:


Doctor reports that Jax is healthy and let us know that all of our nervous parent concerns are no problem (shoulder pops, vein in nose, sleep schedule, traveling, loud environments, etc). Jax also might hate shots (got three of them) more than his dad.

Here's a quick video... he showcases the lungs a bit here if you haven't been lucky enough to hear him cry.

What do you do after a tough doctor's visit? DAIRY QUEEN! Plus, the little guy wanted to celebrate his two month birthday by watching his parents eat ice cream. Really, he loves it!



On second thought, ice cream comes from milk. Maybe Jackson can have just one bite?


Celebrating the two month birthday...


Hanging out with his bear (from Grandpa Scrivner) in the crib.


Wondering what the heck his mom is doing.


Finally, for any serious Jax Groupies out there - he's a 90 second video of him playing with a rattle and basically being a rock star. And no, I'm not biased.

New section for the blog. Jax Trivia! Feel free to post answers to the Comment section.

Brooke and I were shocked today when the doctor found a little bit of yeast growing in this body crevice. Where was it? (no, it's nothing lewd)

Happy Memorial Day Weekend

A weekend to think about our troops current and past.

Also a soggy weekend in Denver trying to keep Jax dry and happy.

Let's start out with dry.


This little car seat cover from my sister was a blessing at the Wash Park Fair.

Then let's move to happy.


Yeah, they tend to dote just a bit. At some point, I am going to get a video of Grandpa Rob making baby noises when he doesn't think anyone else is looking. Jax joined in the celebration for Cousin Amy Guilliams' high school graduation.


She's a bit wary of holding Jax -- and luckily he could spit up on the gown and no one would be able to tell. Puujee Story, another cousin also get in some time. Puujee is from Mongolia where babies are potty trained in the first few weeks and never wear diapers. This is not an experiment we will be running with the Little Man.


I was excited for Jax to get his first tan, but was again told that I have no idea what I'm doing. What do these doctors know anyway?

We try to keep these to just photos with Jackson - but this one is too good to pass up. This is Brooke's cousin Spencer Cuney and his grandpa Jac Cuney. Jac made a brief attempt at current fashion by giving Spencer's hat a test run. It was a very brief attempt.


Aaron Greeno was in town from NYC. Seeing Aaron holding Jax, I realized that Jax would still look like a newborn if I grew 6 inches and put on 30 pounds of muscle.


Jax has 3 Nike onesies from Steph Burnham that are my go to outfits anytime there is a sports event. To Brooke's chagrin -- with the basketball playoffs and baseball in midseason -- these outfits get a lot of action.

Meghan, Matt, and the Graff's decided to brave the rain in order to hit up the Wash Park Fair. Wyatt also came along and continues to get more attention than the little guy when we're in public. It's almost like 3 pounds dogs are less common than newborns.


Beer and Starbucks at the same time? In the rain? Don't worry. Meghan had a pretty rough cold and this was her cutting edge cure. Maybe we should move these two down the babysitting list a few spots.

Since it was his first fair... we had to try and win Jackson a prize.

Winner winner chicken dinner! No no no. Chicken hat.

While blurry, I include that photo as the Meghan/Matt team just made it back to the top of the babysitting list. Not sure if this is good or bad for them.

On Thursday, Uncle Braden finally decided to go blonde. Brighton doesn't have much for hair stylists - so major color changes require a trip to the hospital.

While Brado was there, he figured he might as well get that hernia fixed up as well. If times get much tougher, we might put Jax on the payroll and rent him out as a Hospital Recovery Consultant. He'd be cheaper than morphine or vicodin and much healthier.

Man, hospitals are boring...

Friday night Jax went out to watch game 6 of the Nuggets series. He couldn't open his eyes for most of the game they played so poorly. By the end, we had to cover his ears as well.

Peter Cushman turned 30 this week. To celebrate, he and Jax wore matching shirts.

Another fun week and a big week upcoming! Jax turns 2 months and hits up the doctor. We look forward to reporting his stats like he's a prospect at the Combine. I also just cut the tip of his thumb trying to clip his fingernails. "Safety clippers" my arse. I think this was the first time Jax has felt pain that went beyond a gas bubble. Let's just say neither he nor I enjoyed the experience. Next time you see him, he might have nails like Jackie Joyner Kersey... because I'm not going back there.