The Butt Finally Came!

Mr. Lincoln's turning into quite the beefcake these days. As a new mom, you become obsessed with all the milestones your little one's suppose to accomplish and wonder how your baby's comparing to all other's out there and how he matches up to the "milestone averages". When he accomplishes them before the average time frame, you think "Oh my gosh! I have a genius on my hands!!" and truly believe he's on his way to busting off the intellectual, giftedness charts just because he babbled "arg...arg...argOOO!" 3 weeks before he's "suppose" to. Or then the moment where you're looking at the milestone charts averages and see baby's are suppose to be able to hold their heads up pretty good somewhere around 6 months and you realize in utter horror that yours still looks like a bobble-head. Then you find yourself frantically looking for specialists' numbers and googling "persistent bobbleheadedness" to see what the name is of the rare condition your child must have.
For us, numerous people advised us to only have one package of newborn diapers on hand because Lincoln would outgrown them, probably even before we could finish the package. So we took that advice. We have a gazillion size "1" diapers (next size up from newborns), knowing we would needs tons of them...waiting to use up that "one" package of newborns.
Well folks, we waited...strapped on the newborns...waited...kept strapping...and about 30 packages of newborn diapers and 3.5 months later - LINCOLN's BUSTED THROUGH A MILESTONE into size 1 diapers!!!!! I thought he'd never grow a butt! My little sister, Amy (bless her heart) used to ask my mother when she was little if she could go "buy a butt" at the supermarket because she didn't have one like her older sisters did.
I was starting to get worried that we'd have to go buy one for Lincoln...or that he'd be 3 years old and needing newborn pull-ups. But no, the butt has finally grown (now if we can just work on those scrawny cute little legs!!)

Below is our Mr. Bruce Wayne and Little Batman...when you have a house full or boys, you naturally get a house full of playful superheroes. :)

Below is from the Panther game...you guess who won the game.

There are thoe scrany legs I was talking about...

The Dog Theme

Jason saw the pictures of Bruce Wayne I had on the side of the blog and he thought I should post some of him now to show what a gigantic polar bear he's turned out to be in 4 months! He's pushing 80lbs at this point. And he truly is a polar bear...that's what he reminds us of at least. When I found him on the highway, he was bony and starving and the vet thought for sure he had worms and would die...but after a thorough examination, to the vet's surprise - he was totally healthy - and now totally our's...all 80 lbs of him. He really has turned out to be the sweetest dog - he LOVES Lincoln. When knew people come over to hold Lincoln, he'll sit at your feet staring at you to make sure you don't harm the little fella - too cute. So here's his growth progress:

Here Come the Panthers

Alright. Panther's are out again tonight. We need this win.
Desperately.
I keep telling Jason he needs to use Papi as the mascot and when they announce the team, turn all the lights off and have a spotlight on the floor then have Papi run across the court (he's crazy fast). Then everyone will be like "Was that a panther? Surely not...did you see that?" And it would send the opposing guests/team into mass confusion. Yes. I think my plan is brilliant.

Doesn't he look like a panther?? :)

Tough Loss

Sad day. The Panther's had a rough night last night (even my little baby Panther...he's only 3 1/2 months old and already hates to lose). It's funny after games like that because I always get these pity looks and comments like "Poor thing - you have to go home with him" or "Guess you'll have a rough night tonight"...comments that insinuate that my husband explodes into a furry angry ball when he gets home after a loss, and me, poor pitiful house wife is forced to bask in his anger and self-pity.

Just to set the record straight, Jason never comes home and throws the lamp across the room or starts cursing out his anger and his players and all that went wrong (nor me, in that case), nor does he walk in and snap at me or not wanna talk because he's so mad or upset.

Yeah. Not the case.

I know it's the typical MO of a coach (so I've heard at least), but I don't have a typical husband (hints he's already won a state championship in his second year as a head coach - 1st time in school history added to that). So yes, very atypical in all aspects.

In fact, my husband has an amazing ability of not losing his temper - it's phenomenal. Admirable. Thanks baby for making it so easy to be a coach's wife and remember: you're still reigning state champs for a least two more months :)




PS. How about the sports coat?? It was quite a hit with the media and started out as a joke when I bought it on like tripple clearance and told him he had to wear it if they made the state championship - we laughed about it cause we both knew it was near impossible at the time. Little did we know!

In Case You Were Wondering...

I know you're probably really not, but I'll copy you Mer and post my "25 Random Facts About Me" for those of you who have been sitting around thinking "Wow - I really would like to know 25 random facts about Melissa...not 24 and definitely not 26, but 25 please."

Well for those of you, it's your lucky day.

1. When I was in the 4th grade, I was 4th in the state of Texas for free throw shooting (according to the Elk's Club)
2. An ideal vacation would be traveling to the poorest, most remote part of the world and living amongst its people and their way of life - no joke.
3. I tried out for American Idol's 2nd season in Cali...even worse, I auditioned with a Bjork song (in case you haven't figured that out already - big mistake).
4. On the same line of singing, my fame to claim is the National Anthem - have performed that one more times than I can count - impressed? didn't think so.
5. I HATE injustice...passionately and emotionally.
6. Think of the biggest dog lover you know, then multiply that by 1000, and you've got me. They tend to keep multiplying in our house because I have a compulsion of rescuing them...then keeping them.
7. If I'm watching a movie and a dog dies, I BAWL...if it's a person, I don't seem to mind as much (don't worry - I'm in therapy for this one).
8. I used to only want 2 kids and always wanted to continue working cause I loved my job...now I want at least 4 kids and there's no job better than being a mom (never thought I'd say that!)
9. If I drink orange juice, I have to drink it with a spoon - but only orange juice
10. When I was little and my mom wouldn't let me buy something in a store, I would throw a fit; when she would grab my arm to tell me stop, I would yell loudly "She's hurting me!!!" and drop to my knees like I was being abused. That's where the drama started
11. My nickname was "Drama Queen" (see #10)
12. When I go running, I think of how I am going to escape kidnappers if they try and abduct me
13. My story in Germany (high school) when I would go running was: "I am the daughter of the US Consulate in Germany and if you kidnap me, you'll have swarms of CIA agents on your ass!" Thankfully I never got abducted b/c I wasn't smart enough to realize they'd just use me for ransom then kill me when they figured out I was worthless...smart Melissa.
14. I used to call radio stations (delilah) and give sob stories so I could my favorite songs played...and hear myself on the radio - I was cool.
15. When I was little I would create Christmas pageants and force my little sister to perform them (she did everything I told her to).
16. I always knew I'd work with those less fortunate for a living...
17. I've eaten fried bugs before (in Africa)
18. I could live off Black Forrest Gummy Worms (must be black forest, though) or Johannesberren gummies (only in Germany - I stock up when I have layovers there)
19. I wish Jason could do the nine months of pregnancy and I'd do the labor/delivery part...wouldn't it be more fair if it could all be split up? And yes, I'd chose the labor part every time.
20. I have this knack for shrinking my husband's sweaters...I'm starting to think it's a talent
21. I can play about any song imaginable on the piano and most on guitar because I play by ear. I took piano lessons when I was younger but quit because I hated reading music and would go home and play what I heard my teacher play - I think this frustrated her. Now I wish I could read music better though...
22. I sang and performed a Britney Spears song for the cast of "Friends" at a taping...yeah, and then one Brad Pitt as one of all episodes.
23. And when I had a chance to meet Brad Pitt (rememeber this one Cory!), he smiled at me, I opened my mouth to talk, and NOTHING came out - yeah, I'm one of those now
24. I once let my friend Adri cut about 10 inches off my hair with craft sissors in Ukraine cause I was hot...i also let my sister do the same thing in high school, the night before Junior Homecoming (and I was on the homecoming court) - i'm impulsive sometimes
25. I rarely cry in front of people...when I feel like I'm about to, I pinch the fire out of my hand to distract myself.

Sorry

So you can't really see the comics...another reason why Monday's so aweful. It doesn't even wanna give you the chance to laugh. :(

Too Many Blues

That's Baby, Hubby, AND Monday blues. :(

How are you suppose to return to work in full swing after an unexpected week-vacation (pretty much a vacation, at least)? This Monday has got to rank up there with one of the worst ever. It's like "here - let me give you a taste of what it would be like to stay at home with the love of your life and your little bundle of joy for a week..." Then, BAMM..."Now let me take it away."

Simply uncool.

I mean, I'm grateful and all for the break, but it's left me wanting more, hating today, and missing my boys. So for all of you who share the same sentiments, try and find some humor like I did (note: it doesn't really work, but you can try it anyway).

Might have to click on images to actually see them better...and it might not be worth it so don't feel like you have to.