With softball season in full swing now, Jaxson was able to make it out to the field last night to see his daddy and his fellow "Blue Collar Ballers" pull out a come from behind when in the bottom of the fifth inning. Maybe it was his presence at the field that lifted the team's spirits enough to keep the bat's hot. Can't you just see the intensity on his face as he cheers fanatically as his old man is up to bat.
He has learned that his arms don't need to stick out perpendicular behind him to keep his balance, and he is now able to play with toys simultaneously while watching mom and dad act like idiots trying to make him smile for the camera.
mine. The day that Jaxson and I can step outside and play catch for the first time will be a moment in time that I will want to freeze. There is more to the game than the sport of baseball itself. The game teaches you patience, leadership qualities, teaches you to be quick on your feet, and most of all - you learn how to win and lose in the game of life with dignity.
On Saturday, the family went down to The Ballpark in Arlington to pick up our fist set of Ranger's tickets for the upcoming 2007 season. The day started out with Jaxson stepping into his first baseball jersey (he isn't allowed to wear the actual Ranger's jersey until the season begins). In May, my beloved Ranger's will take on the Red Sox of Boston; however, the stakes are extra special this year. Jaxson's friend Beckett and his mom and dad will join us for our first of many dual family outings to the (newly re-named) Ballpark to watch our Ranger's take on their Red Sox.
With a mixture of heritage between Robyn and I, Jaxson has some Irish in him somewhere. Depending on the direction that the light is hitting his head, sometimes there is a slight hint of red in the boy's hair - and we all know how pale his skin tone is, so he's gotta be Irish, right?
If I could just get them to look at the camera at the same time, life would be so much easier.
Long time friend and co-daddy Christian spent the evening at our house last night and brought his little pet monkey, Beckett. He isn't actually a monkey, but the way he likes to squirm, hang his head upside down, and the way he crawls all over his daddy - you would swear he and Curious George used to be buds.....
some type of communication and connection between the two. You can see the bonds already growing between the two, looks like many years of friendship down the road.
There are moments with your children that make you question if they are human or animal. And once again, last night and this morning was one of those moments. Jaxson, being the boy that he is, likes to grunt when he is doing his business. We all deal with our problems in different ways, and this is his way of handling the situation. We go to change the boy's diaper, and low and behold, he "pooped a grenade!!" Still not sure how what came out of him, came out of him - but it did. His poop, really did look like a damn grenade. I was going to take a picture, but I figured I would let your imiganation do the work.
Cody in "Time-Out." And yes, he will stand there until you tell him that he has "served his time in the slammer."
Chad and Cody and sharing some quality time at the art table.
It's her party and she will cry if she wants too.
What a way to start the day.
Looks like our little buddy is already grabbing a globe, spinning it, and deciding were his travels will take him some day. (Hopefully to Augusta, Georgia to play in the Masters someday, or maybe Pebble Beach...wink, wink.)
love and support that our families showed today, by being present at Jaxson's baptism, is more than any parent could ask for. I know that all of our grandparents that have passed on, my Mamaw and Papaw and GeeGee and Robyn's Siti and Pops, were looking down on us today and had a simple smile on their faces knowing that the legacy of their families had just taking one more step in the right direction.
If your not sure what that is, let me explain. A nebulizer is a breathing treatment machine that omits fine mist - basically a big inhaler that helps the little guy breath easier. The contraption looks scary, but it is heaven sent. Not sure how long we will have to keep up the routine of breathing treatments every 4 hours, but the doctor said if he isn't better by Monday, to come back in and we will take the next step.
friends that I have not seen since Jaxson was born. Instead of asking me if I had any photos in my wallet she could see; she asked me if I had any pictures on my phone. 
