where my parents at?

today we had this exchange:

me: jack, we have to go run some errands.

jack: we have to find my parents?

me: no, we have to run-some-errands.

jack: find my parents? for meeeeee?

me: yes. we have to go find your parents. *sigh* now get your sandals on.

Update

We have our ultrasound to discover the sex of our next child on Thurday.

I am so nervous/excited/anxious. Seriously, I can't wait. Everyone thinks that we are having a girl because I want a boy so bad, and this pregnancy has been soooooo different than Jack.......plus we have, like, no good boy names that we can agree on...........sigh. Well, if it is a girl or three, we have plenty o'names.

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In other news, Jack has nightmares/bad dreams. He's been having them for a while. He probably has a great imagination like his old man, I used to have a lot of bad dreams, too. Usually Heather or I will just go into his room and hug him and pat him and calm him down, although recently he changed it up a bit.

I walked in there to calm him down and he said something about monsters. So I told him that I would check for monsters, and made a show about looking under the bed and in his toy bin and declaring, ' No monsters.' Then I told him that there were no monsters in the room, and that I had punched them in the stomach (Jack has recently started doing this to me. He'll give me a hug, tell me he loves me, then get a mischievious look on his face and punch me. Then he'll say, "I punch you!").

So Jack gets back in bed, thinks about this for a while, then says, "Sorry monsters."

I don't know if he was apologizing to them or what, but it sure was funny.

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Come'on XY!!!!

Boots!

Once upon a time, I was a little boy. No seriously, I was once little. And I had boots. My mom and dad still have these boots, and it is sooooo cute to see them now and imagine I was ever small enough to fit in them. So I recently decided that it was time for Jack to get a pair.

I found these at Famous, but-they are plastic, but-they are only 10 bucks. So, I still plan on getting him some REAL cowboy boots, in leather so they'll last forever, but for now, these will do just fine.

Also, they are the only footwear that Jack can get on himself, goodness though he tries. Sometimes I'll just stand and watch him try to put a hat or a jacket on by himself and just laugh. I know-I'm a terrible human beaner, uh, I mean 'being', but it's too funny. I should get pictures of him trying to dress himself.....that would be good.

Any-who, these are the first pictures of the Boy and his Boots. He gets kind of excited about cowboys and such, probably because one of his favorite DVD's is an Elmo one that is all about cowboys and the Wild Wild West. Howdy Cowboy Jackers!

Also, because of this infatuation, I had been wanting to get the boy a hobby horse, but on this last trip to El Paso, my dad found my old one and now Jack has it. I'm kinda geeked about it, actually.

This whole being-a-parent-thing and having him play with toys I enjoyed when I was a littl'un is kinda cool. Sniff, sniff, tear.......

Therefore, the plentitude of photos continues, mostly for the benefit of my parents, 820 miles away in El Paso, and Heathers' parents, 860 miles away in Seattle. (All mileage estimates approximate, but close enough to be...... ironic? funny? sad?)

Also, I forgot to mention, my pops refused to let me have said cowboy boots. I used to use them all the way up until high school, as bookends, I would keep pens in them and stuff.

This is Jack deciding that he was "All done, all done."

Then the fashion show continued with me deciding I needed to know if he would look better in pants with the pant leg on the inside or the outside of his new boots. Jack might've though that was kinda silly.

But he got back on his "Orsey," anyway.

And rode off into the sunset.... in our kitchen.

Meanwhile I was still deciding. Pant leg in or out? Hmmmmmm........

So that's it. The boy has his boots, and even though they're plastic, they're a good place to start.

Ok, so can we go outside now?