The Lovable Lobster

First day of school!  He wonders why he's up before we left for work today, and what happened to the nanny. 

Jack started his first day of organized, bona fide child care today!  Here he is this morning in his Broncos orange and navy and ready to participate in Spirit Day.  I felt okay sending him in this, but had yesterday's Colts game turned out differently I would have been torn.  I guess that luckily, no one has to choose whether to root for the Colts or Peyton.  Crisis averted.

But back to daycare!  Jack started in the Lovable Lobster room and had a super day!  He got right down to business as soon as we walked in the door.  In the first five minutes, he tried to steal a girl's pancake, gave her three bear hugs, rolled around on the soft forms, and tried to open up the back door.  Sounds like our cue to leave!  He was a hot, tired mess when we got him home tonight.  I'm so proud of him and hope that tomorrow is just as good.     

Close Encounters of the Woodland Kind

We've had two strange brushes with animals in the last couple of days:

1.) Rumor on the cul-de-sac is that a fox has taken up residence in a neighbor's backyard. Yesterday, Brent looked out the window and saw it in our yard! He grabbed the camera and just caught a bit of its backside as it jumped the fence. He said "It all happened so fast, I didn't even really aim the camera."



And a close-up:



Brent saw our fox friend while running the other morning, too.  He ran behind it for awhile before it turned down our street and he kept running.  Catch ya on the flip side, fox friend. 

2.) I was jogging this afternoon and was so into my jam (Britney Spears "Crazy", so you get it) that I failed to notice the dead squirrel on the sidewalk. Stepped right on its fluffy tail. SICK.

Jack Facts - 14 months

Not a great picture, but so him.  Binky in, Blue Dog in one hand, and a treasure stolen from the dishwasher in the other.

Teeth: 7 - two molars popped through in the last couple of weeks.  Still waiting on the top right incisor to finally make its appearance.

Words:  Mom, Dad, bath, yeah, no, broom (buh), wuh (woof), down.  He's become quite the little parrot lately - imitating our movements and expressions.  Sighs, squeals, hand gestures, you name it.  He also started responding to questions recently with a nod or head shake.  He's got the right answer about 51% of the time. 

Likes: sweeping the floors and carrying around the broom, picking up the dog (add this to Bonnie's list of dislikes), twirling with his arms outstretched.  He runs to the basement door 19 times a day, wanting to go down and play.  If we say "down?", he laughs because wow, how did we know that's what he wanted?  He's a little obsessed with the vacuum cleaner, and loves to turn the lights on and off.  If there's a button or knob around, he's pressing it or turning it.

Dislikes: not getting what he wants (such an obvious statement, we all dislike this)