Randomness

On Thursday, we watched some friends' kids. Here are the boys checking each other out.
Jack's first instinct: hand-to-face


Forgive him... it was sweet potato night.


Today, we went to a Rugby game... match? squabble? throw down? I'm not sure what it's called, but whatever it is, it's RUTHLESS.


Did I mention that it's girls' Rugby? Do not underestimate them. Even the tiny ones (although most of them were bigger than Parker). They are rough. One of my Young Women from church invited us to watch her game/match/squabble/throw down. The first play we saw, a girl got blasted in her face. Blood gushed. She will need stitches in her eyebrow. I had to close my eyes a couple of times.

Jack tried to last.

Jack's been handing out kisses. Of course, we can't get enough.

8 months and 1 day. (A few days ago...)

I was looking at newborn pictures of Jack the other day and it seems like a dream. It's like I can't remember those days actually happening. Good thing we have proof. Well, he's 8 months now, and I'm sure before we know it we will be throwing him his first birthday party.

We can feel his first tooth. It should reveal itself any day now. I guess I'm not really ready for him to have a tooth, but I know he's going to look darn cute. ( I'm certain, because people keep telling me and I've seen it happen with other people, that I won't be concerned with such trivial things as a first tooth with my next babies, but I'm enjoying this time I have now to think everything is SUCH a big deal. :))