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Thursday, December 30, 2004

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Tuesday, December 28, 2004

Hanging Around Doing Nothing

(From my journal to Jacob)

Last night your dad played with you for a long time while I did stuff around the house. Afterwards, he said he could understand how it would be possible to not get anything done during the day because you're so fun. I thought that was so cool. :) It's totally true.

Monday, December 27, 2004

Jacob's First Christmas

(From my journal to Jacob)

Christmas was good. You cried a lot for your Uncle Ben, but then got happier. He took lots of pics of you with his new digital camera. Auntie Anne played with you for a long time on the floor. You were sick and feverish, so we ended up visiting the ER at St. Joe's Friday morning. You were okay, but it made your grandma and me feel better to be sure! We drove back Saturday afternoon and spent the evening with Nana and your aunts and uncles here.

Thursday, December 23, 2004

We Are Such Bad Parents -- South Park?!?!

(From my journal to Jacob)

Last night we were watching South Park and Cartman started crying. You stopped smiling and put your eyebrows together. When he stopped, you started smiling again. We rewound and you did it again, but frowned. The third time, you started crying. We did it a few more times, and each time, you cried when Cartman cried, and stopped when he did. It was so funny! You don't cry when other babies cry!

I'm in the middle of getting us ready to go to St. Louis. Your dad is at work, but he might get off early, so we have to be ready to leave pretty much right away. I think we are now -- I'm just trying to get the house clean now. You have a little bit of a cold right now because I'm sick.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004

Baby Einstein Rocks!

(From my journal to Jacob)

You are happily playing on your Baby Einstein mat. I think you've just figured out that kicking makes the music start. As soon as I wrote that you were happy, you started fussing, so I need to go. :)