My kind of luck

Being a quarter Irish, I would have really liked to have cashed in on the "luck" of my ancestors but needless to say the month of March has been less than lucky.  This is what I get for forgetting to wear green on the 17th.

The beginning of the month our fairly new furnace decided it was a good time to crap out amidst the below zero temperatures we were experiencing.  The downside to being "fairly new" is that parts aren't readily available and the furnace itself is of course just outside its warranty.  Fortunately, the repairman was able to jimmy-rig it while we waited a couple weeks for the part to be special ordered from Italy.  I'm glad to say we are finally back up and running since temperatures are still in the thirties.

enligh-TEN-ed

Holy moly!!  Jayson woke up another month older today.   Ten whole months.  Not to sound all cliche on you, but I am not quite sure where the time has gone.  I find myself scrolling through the photos I've taken over the last month to remind myself of all the changes that have occurred.  The memory isn't what it used to be (post-pregnancy brain).  I am so glad for technology so I can capture all his little moments.  Maybe one day I'll even print out each of these little updates and make a scrap book.  Ok, maybe not... that sounds a little over ambitious.  Without further ado, this is what the little stinker has accomplished to date:

Watch it Wednesday: Crush

I was having a work related conversation with a coworker the other day and of course our talks quickly detoured to our kids.  I had commented that Jayson's current age is my favorite, and in retrospect I think I've said this with every age he's hit so far.  She had a great way to describe this.  She said that with each stage whether it be crawling, walking, talking, etc., it's like you have a crush on your kid.  Everything they do is so precious and you can't help but stare at them in wonderment.  It's so true!  Jayson could fart and I'd brag about it.  As a matter of fact I have because when he does "let wind" (to quote Justin's Grandma Kelly) I'll say to him "are you making stinky man farts?" and he'll laugh.  He thinks it's hilarious.  Such a typical man to think getting caught farting is hilarious.  It's safe to say I have a crush on my kid.  I have drank the kool-aid and am wearing a permanent pair of rose colored glasses.  How could I not??  Just look at this kid!