Action Jackson: Orange you glad I didn’t say banana??

One can say many things about AJ and his life so far. He’s been to lots of countries, he’s met lots of people and he tends to be a mellow, happy kid – though not of late, with a cold and teething, alas.

One thing that all can say with 100% confidence is that he has a kick-ass wardrobe. The best part about it is that 99% of the clothes were not purchased by us: they were given to us by friends and family. How cool is that? The boy gets to rock all kinds of hipster fashions for FREE. (And thanks to all who have given us stuff. We greatly appreciate it, and you can feel good knowing that AJ is the best dressed in our family in big part thanks to you.)

Summer hit DC like a sledgehammer yesterday – it went from the 40s to the 80s in two days. To keep the boy from turning into a hot sweaty mess, we broke out his summer outfits. This cute little number was given to him by our friend Rachel who got it in Ecuador. Eat your heart out, Carmen Miranda.

For the full photo shoot go to: AJ: Orange you glad I didn’t say banana

Action Jackson Hopes your Holiday Weekend is out of this World

‘Cause that’s just how he rolls — as you can clearly see by his shirt ! 🙂

Best wishes to all, whatever you’re celebrating this weekend.

xxx

K, M and AJ






Flash back to when I had free time…

Anyone with any experience with kids can probably tell you one universal truth: once they’re in your life, wave goodbye to your free time. Unless your hobbies include “washing bottles and filling them with milk!” or “taking out the trash full of poopy diapers before gagging and passing out from the odor!” or “adding texture and pattern to your expensive work clothes with regurgitated milk!” forget about pursuing them either.

However, if we think back to 2008 BAJ (Before Action Jackson), I made quilts. I gave most of them away, although we kept enough that our apartment is still fairly well padded. I gave one of them to our friends Jen and Dave when they got married — okay, technically, about a year after they got married. Details, details. It’s a quilt I’m very proud of, as I had a vision of what I wanted to do early on, based on thinking about Jen and Dave and my relationship with them, and I acted on it.  It took a long time… and it covered our living room floor in a half-made state for MONTHS (perhaps we should view this as prep to how messy our house would get after we had the baby,) but in the end I think it turned out beautifully, and it was worth the effort. I was so happy with it they almost didn’t get it.

Fortunately they did get it, and they love it as much as I’d hoped, so the story has a happy ending. It also means that my evil plan is working: to take over the world, one quilt at a time (insert evil laugh here).

Jen is herself a brilliant artist and crafter and designer of all sorts of skills and has her own website and blog. Much to my delight, she took beautiful pictures of the quilt and wrote about what it means to her- awww. You can check it out here.

Action Jackson: taking a bite out of babyhood!

Well, it’s happened, our baby is no longer a toothless, drooling infant. He’s now a “tiny bit of tooth showing” drooling infant! When I picked him up a daycare yesterday Carileen his main provider told me “he has a tooth showing.” “How exciting,” I thought, and I went over to see. He and I played the “Mom pulls your lip down and then you stick out your tongue and then she lets go and you put your tongue back in and then she tries again and you stick out your tongue again” game for a good five minutes – what fun! – before I managed to get a peek, and there it was! A wee tiny tooth in our not so tiny baby.

Very exciting. And apparently also the trigger to the continual drool knob as the boy has been his own private waterfall ever since it popped up.

Action Jackson: a day in the park

Yes it’s true: as our boy gets bigger, we try to keep exposing him to new and exciting things. Let me clarify, age appropriate new and exciting things — we will not take him bungee jumping or skydiving any time soon.

It was lovely weather here the weekend of March 28th, and so I put the boy in the proper amount of UV protection (we think he kinda looks like a baby mafioso in primary colors, but I digress) given his complete lack of melanin/glow in the dark skin tone, and off we went to the park. He was not completely convinced about the swing at first, but he seemed to grow more fond of it the longer we were there. Perhaps me looking like a manic fool saying, “Wheeeee Jackson, FUN!” helped, or he just got so tired of it he decided to put on a show to get mom to can it. Either way, he was a definite fan of the horsey ride. All of that bouncing back and forth gave big smiles.

 

I also learned the important fact that professional photographers probably don’t use iPhones when trying to take photos of a rapidly moving baby. Each time I would try to gage how fast he was going, and think, “okay if I push the button when he’s there, he’ll be in the right spot by the time the shutter goes off and this will be a perfect shot.” Right. Let’s just say I was trying to get shots of mostly the building behind him with just a tad of his head at the bottom of the frame as an artistic representation of the fact that he’s but a tiny person in a giant urban jungle and I’m really showing his fragile humanity in a sea of concrete. Yeah, that was my intent.

Photos of our exciting adventure can be found here: AJ’s first visit to the park

Action Jackson’s 7 month doctor’s appointment update

If you’ve been paying attention, then you’ll have noticed something: the boy keeps getting bigger. I’m serious. When he popped out — with some pushing on my part, and yes, I’d still like credit — he was a scrawny wee little guy with spindly legs and bug eyes. We feared we would break him if we blew our noses too hard in his presence. Tiny little Baby Jackson.

And now: he’s chunky McChunkerson from Chunkersville. His thighs are roly-poly and he has a pudgy little belly … when we kiss it, he giggles.

How did he get this way? Genetics. And food. Lots and lots of food. After the four month doctor’s visit, and at the suggestion of daycare, we started giving the kid cereal — you’ve seen the photos, we’re in the “eat it and wear it” phase. That was going along swimmingly until daycare said, you know, he still seems hungry after eating his cereal, perhaps he’s ready for solid food. We said, okay, you know more about babies and development than we do, we’ll make him some food. We went to Whole Foods, we purchased one (1) sweet potato (if he hated it, we weren’t too keen on being stuck with a big bag of them), we read up how to cook it – very easy, nuke for 3 minutes, flip, nuke for 3 minutes, let sit 5 minutes, dig out the middle, blend and voilà! sweet delicious sweet potato puree. We did so, and the next day we sent our chunky monkey to day care with his milk, and a good half pound of pureed sweet potato. We thought, okay, perhaps he’ll eat part of it, he’ll probably have leftovers, and then he can eat some tomorrow.

When I went to pick him up, he was smiling and flailing his arms and legs up and down — this is pretty typical for “happy Jackson” behavior (if you want to see it for yourself, check out the video of Captain Flails-a-lot in action). I asked Carileen, his main provider, if he ate all the sweet potatoes. “Oh yes!” she says, in how many sittings I ask? “One,” she replies “he really liked them!” Let me get this straight: he goes from no solid food to eating a half pound of sweet potato at once!?! On the way home I purchased four (4) sweet potatoes and an avocado. The next day, he ate a whole sweet potato, and 1/2 an avocado “He loves the avocado,” says Carileen. Indeed, is there anything he doesn’t like? We’ve now tried:

  • carrots (yep)
  • spinach (yep)
  • broccoli (yep)
  • edamame (yep) and
  • Cheerios (yep!)

So far, he’s liking everything, and it shows. The Very Hungry Jackson. As for that caterpillar? Let’s get real, slightly peckish at best.

The moral of this culinary adventure is that the boy is growing growing growing. His latest stats are:

  • Weight 18 lbs 1 oz (50%)
  • 28 inches tall (75%) – clearly where all those sweet potatoes are going!
  • Head 44 cm (50%)

The doc was very happy with him. All of his bits and parts checked out healthy. He’s alert, he entertains himself well, he can sit up unassisted – though one must watch out for “timber” followed by “bonk” followed by “indignant face” followed by “red-faced screaming” – he flails like a maniac and he’s just plain happy. She told us he was the first and only kid who’d smiled at her that day and she was running with it. The only time he got mad was when they got him with the four shots, but mostly it was one cry, and then he was over it, and back to flailing. That’s our boy. When you’re happy and you know it, flail your arms and scarf down veggies!

For more photos, see the gallery at: AJ’s 7 month doctor’s appointment

Action Jackson: California dreaming? No California Reality

We did it! Instead of taking the boy out of the country to see new things, we took him to the other coast, the West Coast, or the Left Coast as those too kewl for skool sometimes call it. We had a great trip – we saw lots of our friends in the Bay Area, we drove up to Tahoe with friends so we could introduce Jackson to the joys of snow and mountains – also, very important, we stopped at In ‘n’ Out on the way so he could also start a life-long love of the world’s best fast food chain, an experience I didn’t get until in my 30’s since I grew up in a cold, desolate place where they don’t have In ‘n’ Out – and then he got to experience a bit of San Francisco before we flew home. The only downside was that Mike decided it would be fun to get sick (it wasn’t) and then thought it would be fun to share with me (it wasn’t) and then Jackson tried to see if it was more fun for him (it wasn’t). Final conclusion: California = fun, colds = no fun.

For your viewing pleasure, our photos of the trip can be seen here at: California Visit

Downloading multiple photos from the gallery

I’ve enabled “shopping cart” and “shopping cart download” functionality on our photo gallery. So you can now select one or more photos and download the whole bunch (at original, high resolution) in a ZIP file.

  1. As you browse through the gallery and find photos you want to download locally, click “Add Photo To Cart” to the left of the photo, or “Add Album To Cart” under the name of the album.
  2. After you add the last item you want to your cart, select the “Cart Actions” dropdown list on the right and choose the ZIP download option.

That will deliver a ZIP file to your computer that you can save locally and do with as you please.

Action Jackson slide show montage!!

This just in: my friend Cheryl made a slide show of Jackson’s first 6 months. She put so much time and effort into making the slide show and adding clever comments that I had to put it in the blog. Click here to enjoy her masterpiece 🙂

AJ: from scrawny baby to chunky monkey in 6 short months

Well, it’s happened – our baby is officially halfway through his first year today.

I can’t believe it’s been six months. Everyone always says “enjoy it, it goes fast”, and while we were slogging through those brutal first three months, I kept thinking “fast?!?! What kind of evil and deluded person calls this fast?! I’ll take your fast and swap you for my never-ending.”

But then interactive baby Jackson showed up on the scene, and so came the smiles and the enjoyment and the hugs and the happy to see us … and then pseudo-motor control baby Jackson appeared and began to grab our noses and put little smudgy fingerprints on our glasses and keeps improving every day … and goofy baby Jackson snuck in at some point with his look of intense focus and “check out what I can do” as he flails his arms and legs with pride … and chubby baby Jackson is inflating that little belly and those thighs every hour of every day … and OMG CHATTY baby Jackson is pretty much our constant companion during waking hours as he looks very seriously at his listeners and tells you his views on everything — probably including the meaning of life and how to solve the current financial situation — if only we knew what he was saying. (What’s that? Buy stock in milk??)

And now, well, now things are going too fast. You can turn down the speed now, really. With both of us at work, days whiz by and we only get a few precious hours with him in the morning and at night during the week. If he’s refused to nap at daycare, they’re not even very fun hours in the evening as everything is WRONG, and everything SUCKS, and you will all PAY for your lack of understanding, and I will express my displeasure with screams. FOOLS! Also the teething – the sudden arching of the back, the reddening of the face and the screaming in pain. It’s hard to watch, not fun to listen to and keeps us all up at night.

And yet… we’re keeping him.

We love his constant babbling, we love his chunky little thighs and his soft kissable cheeks, we melt for his smiles and for his hugs. We love that every morning he wakes up happy and when we go into his room after we hear that he’s awake – something he alerts us to by starting his daily monologue – he smiles up at us with such joy that it makes getting up at 6:00 a.m. tolerable. Well, almost.

Basically, we’re hooked, and we look forward to the next 6 months, and the next and the next. Now would someone please show me where the speed knob is so I can slow this down?

Scrawny Jackson six months ago




Chunky Jackson today!