Talk is Cheap

Jack doesn't talk. He is perfectly happy in this little world of his without words. The Dr. attributes it to his need for speed.... "He is too busy for talking. He is more focused on throwing balls and climbing things. He will get to it eventually." How true. One of his only words is ball. However, he is probably one of the funniest people I've ever met. His personality is one of a kind. He makes me laugh almost to tears at least once a day.








The other morning I went to get him out of bed and found him completely and utterly naked. He had unzipped his pajamas, slid off his diaper and was as proud as could be. Since I force him to wear a diaper because he doesn't want to pee in the toilet yet, he likes to at least have some crack showing.

I hope you all have seen Happy Gilmore. You will really appreciate the first video :)

Best Idea EVER

Since I have a lot of unchecked boxes on my "Things to do before I turn 30" list, I decided that now is the time to start checking boxes. One of those things is to go to the Kentucky Derby. I just realized that I'm only about a 10 hour drive from said race.

So, my question is, who is coming with me?!?!?

I'm thinking a really fun girls trip, since Jay has no interest. You can fly into DC and drive out with me, or meet me in Louisville. General admission tickets for just standing are $40. Pretty cheap actually. However, if you don't have anywhere to sit, can you still wear a lovely hat?

I Believe I can Fly

Dear Mom and Dad,

I am less than pleased with the things you have taught me in my short life. Maybe you should help me get a grip on reality instead of letting me believe so many far-fetched ideas. Let me break it down for you...

Reindeer can fly. Harry Potter can fly. And based on Dad's teachings, Carmelo Anthony can fly. Why didn't you tell me that Rudolph doesn't exist, Harry Potter is a mythical wizard with an enchanted broom and Carmelo Anthony has a 41 inch vertical leap, not wings. This knowledge would have helped the other day when I tried to fly out of my crib. Instead of flying as expected, I landed on my forehead, got a really nasty bruise and nearly broke my neck.

I know that you love me, so please help me to learn what I am capable of and not capable of.

Love, Jack

P.S. Mom, thanks for the blankets and pillows you stacked on the floor by my crib just in case I try base jumping next.

Non-Traditional

I always thought that Jay and I were sort of the norm. We married in our 20's, had a baby a few years later, we live on a college student budget and we have a world of possibilities in front of us. On the east coast we are a bazaar sight. A total freak show, really. On average people in the DC area get married older than any other part of the country. We went to the zoo and all the couples around us with young babies were easily in their 40's....grey hair, driving Range Rovers and one baby is all they want. I'm not saying that isn't ok, just going from Utah to Alexandria was kind of a shocker. The moms at the park look at me like I'm some kind of irresponsible teenager :)

This will be our very first Christmas alone. We aren't traveling to see any family and no one is coming here. We are experiencing a whole new world of Christmas. As I go down our stairwell each day I hear Christmas music coming from each apartment. Our next door neighbors seem to love Whitney Houston and Aretha Franklin Christmas songs. The neighbor below prefers a much harder mix for Christmas....I think it must be 50 cent and Nelly. And our Latin neighbors play Feliz Navidad about 700 times a day. I'm pretty sure our apartment is the only one playing Sarah McLachlan and Michael Buble :) Ha! So, to keep up with our new non-traditional status, we will be doing some different things for Christmas :) We are spending Christmas Eve with our friends, the Campbells, at a very fun Latin/Italian dinner :) And then Christmas Day we will enjoy a chili dinner with our friends the Turleys. It will be so different from spending Christmas with family, but that's the fun of experiencing new traditions and starting our own.

We hope everyone has a very Merry and unconventional Christmas!

Love Us.

Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow!!!!

Virginia gave me an early Christmas present!!! 18 beautiful inches of snow :) Scott and Jami came up Friday night and we all got snowed in until today. Unfortunately poor Jay and Scott spent most of the weekend pushing cars out of snowbanks.


Jay and I feel that it is important for Jack to love snow and embrace his Colorado roots. We bundled him up and took him outside and he absolutely hated it. He is terrified of snow and pretty much cried the whole time.





Bayles loved the snow.



The boys had a great time together.


The snow made it feel so much like Christmas that I decided to frost the sugar cookies.


It quickly turned into Jack just licking the frosting off the knife. Safe, eh?


So cute.

Santa Baby...

Hi Santa!

I have been really, really good this year. Much better than other years, really. Plus, I am passing on my love of Christmas to Jack, so that has got to count for something, right? I realize that most of your time is devoted to the little ones, but believe me, I have seen some of those brats at the playground and they can just be downright evil. So, I was thinking, maybe just this year I could be put back on the list? You can lie about my age, I do it all the time. I mean....I never, ever lie. Anyway, hope you are having a really good December.

See you soon!
Lindsay

PS. I wear a size 6 and this is the color I want, but I think you already knew that :)

My One Beauty

Sometimes I use Virginia as a swear word. Like when I stepped on Jack's space shuttle and it nearly put a hole in my foot "Holy Virginia, that hurt!", or when the sidewalk just ends out of the blue "Virginia!", or when I found out that they don't carry tostada shells at my grocery store "Ahh, Virginia!". Honestly, I can fry up corn tortillas and make the tostadas myself, but that isn't the point. The point is that I have had to make a few adjustments since moving here that I didn't feel like making. One of the adjustments I found out about yesterday. You know in "Little Women" when Jo cuts off her hair for money, then Amy says, "Oh Jo, your one beauty!"? Well, my one beauty is my ability to make probably the best sugar cookies ever. Well, according to yesterday's disaster, that is no longer an ability of mine. Is it the altitude? Have I just lost my touch? Why were they so flat and looked like blobs instead of shapes? I triple checked the recipe and didn't miss a thing. I suppose I should try again and make a few adjustments....but I just don't have the heart yet. So, for those of you that were expecting Christmas cookies from us this year, please lower your expectations. You may be getting caramel corn.