Lazy Sunday afternoon

Jax rolled over yesterday from his tummy to his back! I didn't actually witness it... I laid him down for some tummy time in the living room on his blankie, walked into the kitchen to put the dishes in the dishwasher, and when I came back, there he was on his back with a look that said, 'Well, would you believe that?! I don't really know what just happened, but I think I kind of liked it.' I was so proud. I called Daddy (who was fishing with Pa-Pa and Uncle Travis) and left a message with the exciting news. It doesn't take much these days, folks. ;)

I'm also wondering if Jax is teething. It seems a little early at only 4 months, but he has really been gnawing at his hands lately, his nose has been runny, and I would say he's fussier than normal. Emerson got her first teeth at 5 months, so I guess it's possible. It just seems so early!

We got up from our normal Sunday naps just a little bit ago. I think Jason and I have taken a Sunday nap for pretty close to every Sunday of our seven years of marriage. I seriously LOVE them. We usually sleep for close to two hours, and it's always a good, hard sleep that makes you feel groggy and comatose when you wake up. Usually I wake up a little too groggy, and what Jason refers to as my 'Grumpster' side comes out. It's strange that this happens only after Sunday nap because I'm your prototypical morning person. When my two feet hit the floor in the morning, I'm pretty much up and ready to face the day. I think I used to drive my family nuts growing up with my morning chipperness. You know the excitement and anticipation you feel on Christmas morning? Imagine that. Every day. I know... it's a sickness.

So now we're watching the PGA Championship. Emerson woke up from her nap after we did, and we could hear her shouting, "Momma, Daddy! Momma, Daddy!" Then she started counting from 1-10. It's really quite comical to listen outside her door sometimes. Yesterday it was, "Ginkle, ginkle, yittle stah." I LOVE IT!!! Anyway, she walked into the living room, saw that the PGA was on, and yelled, "Doff!" Then she saw my favorite player and yours and yelled, "Tigah Wooooods!" Speaking of, Tiger and Elin's children are almost the exact age of our two, and they have girl then boy, too. Is it wrong to hope that at least one of our children becomes a superstar golfer and ends up at the same college as one of the Woods offspring? I mean, it would just be terrible to have to show up at the same events with Mr. and Mrs. Woods, right?

So long for now. I'm off to the living room for some good Doff watching.

I took this video a few weeks ago, and when I watched it again today, I discovered some underlying irritation in Emerson's expression. I don't think she's too fond of Jax touching her, but notice how she tries to play it off by acting all lovey-dovey and saying his name. Oh, it's fun to see human dynamics at work.



Oh, and I had to throw in an old-school picture of Emerson at 4 months for the title picture. I miss her being this size.

My friend Amy just texted me and said, 'I'm reading the Dooce blog. Are you freaking kidding me??? This is HILARIOUS!'

So now you really have to read it. See link below.

Telling it like it is

I was up late last night getting caught up on a myriad of things computerish. Doesn't the time just seem to fly when you're on the computer? I'm balancing the checkbook using online banking, planning an upcoming MOPS kick-off meeting, finalizing the registration and budget for our church's golf tourney on Saturday, checking my email that never stops, and then I look up and see that it's 11:45. Seriously, how did that happen? The hubby has already gone to bed b/c he got up at 5:00 to run this morning (what a stud), and then I figure, 'What the heck, I'm up this late, I might as well check my blog list and see if anyone has updated their blog.' I checked Dooce's page and noticed a link to her latest and final installment of her labor story with her newest baby. Let me just tell you... I don't think I've ever read anything that so accurately describes the joy, pain, elation, torture, insanity, and genious of going through natural childbirth. She seriously hits the nail on the head with this one. *CAUTION: Dooce doesn't exactly mince words, so there is quite a bit of profanity.

http://www.dooce.com/2009/08/04/labor-story-part-three

Car talk

Today we were in the car on the way home from errands, and I was just kind of blue. No particular reason, just not my usual chipper self. I pulled the rear-view mirror down so I could see Emerson in the backseat (I know, it's a no-no, but sometimes I can't help it). She saw me peeking at her, flashed me her beautiful smile and said, "I luh you, Mommy." I said, "I love you, too, Emerson." Then, she looked right back at me and said, "Baby Jesus." Ahhh... He's always right there with a reminder of His goodness, isn't He?

July pics

Here are a few of my favorite pictures from this past month. July seemed to fly by so fast! I'm lamenting the fact that I will have a 4-month-old this week. Jax is trying really hard to roll over from his back to his side and came dangerously close to laughing a few days ago. He and Daddy have been bonding something fierce, too. I love it when my babies have fun with their Daddy. There's nothing like it in the world. Anyway, enjoy the pictures.