Well, it's been a busy week, again, so I haven't had time to post.
Please feel free to sign up for email updates (to the right) if you want to be notified when I do update the blog. No guarantees right now re: frequency as "the move" is coming right up.
So, updates.
1. We got an address for the clinic and it is looking "likely" I'll get in on time. Please think good thoughts. (Sept 21st is when we want to get in there.)
2. We were accepted into the home day care we were hoping for. The day care is bilingual, hypo-allergenic, no yucky chemmies, outdoor and indoor space, 5 kids, and one remarkable, sweet, smart and competent mom running the place. Can you hear my sigh of relief?
3. Julian is getting 2 upper teeth...not the middle ones though. This is going to look, um, interesting if they really do come in in this order. I've resigned myself to the fact that we're looking at extensive orthodonture regardless of what order he cuts his teeth. Along with the new teeth has come long strings of slimy saliva all over everything in our house. We particularly like that suddenly he's into kissing us with a big, open mouth. Mmmm, yum.
4. I got a surprise visit from Stephanie for her birthday. Steph lives in Cave Junction, is my closest friend from college, and I don't see her enough. So when she decided to swing by since she was driving to Salem to get her new car, I was thrilled. Julian adores her.
That's the week, folks.
Baby is great, as are we, even with the stress load.
Thanks for checking in.

He was sooo excited for some reason to be looking out the window. I vote for overtired.

Julian cuddling with his Daddy. Please note, Jon's hair is wet, not greasy.

He loves the hoody.

For some reason he has taken to carrying socks around in his mouth. Good thing there aren't too many at his disposal.

Hmmm, I was hoping you'd be able to see the giant bump/egg on his forehead in this photo. The best we can imagine is that he hit his head on the wall while he was sleeping. Yes, the kid who will wake up if you barely touch him in his sleep cracked his head on the wall hard enough to get a lump that protruded about half an inch from his forehead without waking up. Go figure.

I am pleased to say these are
not the colors we will be painting the new office. I actually told the architect and the landlord I thought the main paint color was the color of "butt flesh." Good thing they both agreed.
That said, anyone out there selling one of those filters that goes between your brain and your mouth? I'm in the market...

Music with Steph and Julian. I wish you could see his sitting dancing wiggle. Still trying to figure out how to get videos up here from i-Movie. Can't seem to get them into a format that will work. Any Mac bloggers out there that can help me??!!

And finally, re: the title of my post, an artistic photo by jon.
Daddy's drink, baby's drink, and Mommy's drink. We have our roles and we're sticking to them.