After getting Zander’s picture taken, we had to have the photo’s critiqued. This is always the hardest part. Personally I hate those moments when the person is quietly looking over the photo you love. Do you like it, hate it, what’s wrong with it? Why are you looking in that corner, don’t look there! Look at that really cool rock next to that dead tree. Then with a small smile you are told that its a nice photo. You know they are lying. It’s best just not to share your work. Uh… oh yeah. The doctor looked over the ultrasound pictures and decided that there was a cist on our child’s brain that could lead to some pretty amazing superpowers, and that we should have someone in Denver take a look at it. At least that’s what I think she said. I could be a bit off. Don’t quote me. So Brie went downtown on Thursday for a reshoot. The bad news was that Zander does not (as far as we know) have any superpowers. The good news however was that the cist is mostly gone. (I don’t think I’m spelling cist right, but spell check says it’s fine, and I’m not googling it.) Another bit of good news was that this doctor took 4d shots of Zander and printed them out. These pictures are so strange. While I think it’s really cool to see what Zander would look like if he were sculpted our of clay, it’s also a bit unreal. Though I still am having issues believing that Brie is really pregnant, and that’s I’m going to be watching a two year old and an infant at the same time but that’s beside the point.

The first shot is from the back. You can see his arm, shoulder, back, head and ear. So far I only count four fingers. Thumb must be sold separately. The second shot is a side view. You can make out the spin leading up to his arm. He knew his picture was being taken which is why he flexed his mighty bicep. Totally taking after his dad already.

Saved the best and freakiest for last. His little face where you can make out his eyes, nose, even a bit of his mouth and chest. It looks like he might just have his daddy’s nose. Of course he also has some kind of creature attacking his head. I think it may be a tentacle from a squid.

Yeah.. I think we’re spelling it with a Z.

There is a part of me that wants to start this post with the blogger chant.  “Sorry I haven’t posted in so long..” then follow that up with a list of reasons that account for my lack of posts. Well, I’m not going to do that. I don’t want to. It just doesn’t make for interesting writing does it? Of course, interesting writing is very subjective, and who knows who might find an apologetic post interesting. Not me.

Moving on. It has been some time, meaning time has passed. Brie was at the time of this picture 20 weeks pregnant. How adorable is she? Her little baby bump is starting to show. She is doing fantastic. She’s working out a few times a week, pushing us to eat better, and looking great the entire time. I can’t say the same about me, so I won’t. Instead I will distract you.

Not with her picture, though I do like how we got one of her pregnant pictures over near the monkey area of the Denver Zoo. Part of the 20 week ritual is to see a doctor who will place a strange device on Brie’s bump, show us random bits of static, and inform us if we need to buy a new wardrobe, or embrace the world of hand me downs. We got the fantastic news that Logan is going to have a little Brother who will wear Logan’s tomato stained clothes and like it! We’re thrilled that we’re having another little boy. It means buying the cool toys, instead of those silly dolls that come with wigs and pet snakes, or whatever it is girls play with. So say hello to Zander. He’s…uhhh… not the black part, but not quite all of the white part in the pictures.

And yes, the girl running the machine did put a little arrow on the picture to let us know that he is indeed a boy. There you go Zander, you’re out there for the world to see…sorry kid. 

It’s Haiku Sunday!

Daddy forgot to do it

That’s not so cool Dad!

Today was Brie's birthday! I thought it would be fun if Logan made her a card. The Babyman and I have not completed too many art projects together, so using the pastels (I couldn’t find the crayons) was a fairly new experience for him. He didn’t quite understand the coloring on the paper part, and was more interested in collecting the new colorful objects. It only held it attention for a short while, but we had fun making her card. Later on we all went out to dinner and just hung out as a family. Logan and I are really lucky and happy to have Brie in our lives. Happy Birthday Brie! We hope you had a fun time with us!

Ok, so I owe Logan two haiku's, and maybe a little bit of real content. So for a quick update, Logan is not walking yet. He is taking steps all the time, but he always ends up back on his hands and knees. He is a very fast crawler, almost fast enough to catch the kitty. He can give kisses and hugs, and is very good about sharing food and his toys. It's not against his nature to share a very soggy goldfish cracker with you. The other day I was laying on the floor playing with him, and he crawled away for a moment.  I was soon met by a hand being shoved in my mouth with a used goldfish in it. The soggy one's are always a delight. He loves my keys and wallet, and finds interesting places to hide them. Thankfully the toilet is not on that list. My friend Billie was not quite so lucky in that department. He weighs just over twenty pounds (20.5 this evening) so we flipped around his car seat. I know it is recommended that we don't do this until he weighs more, but we just couldn't help it. It's so much nicer to be able to see him, and a bit of the worry is gone now when he's snacking on crackers, cookies, or whatever happens to be within his reach. He's still not really sleeping through the night. He has a nasty habit of waking up around 2:00am crying until I give him some milk. Last night I didn't give in to his cries and he did just fine. So I guess the milk was a comfort thing and not so much a hunger thing. The sad part is, that I really don't mind his middle of the night bottle. I'm never happy about it the next day, but I love sitting in the dark with him in my lap drinking from his bottle. Maybe I'm still just a really new dad, or I'm just too sentimental about things. I just know that he is growing up, and before I know it my baby will be gone, and a little boy will be running around the house. Maybe that's why people have more kids. They just miss the babies once they are gone. It will be very nice once Logan can interact with us more, but I really love my babyman. Ok enough of that. I'll try and update this blog more so I don't have to write so much next time.