I spent some time before the Patriots game yesterday trying out my crib, though I've yet to actually sleep in it. I like the stuffed animals that spin around above my head; at least Mom says they're stuffed animals - I see only colorful shapes moving.
I decided to wave at the camera this one time, just to say hello to everyone out there in Audience Land. You know who you are.
On Wednesday, I said goodbye to Dad's dad and mom (aka Frank and Sylvia) for real. I am happy to report that both the grandparents and the Jubelale arrived intact in Pittsfield, Mass. I shall miss Grandpa Frank holding me for hours and taking me for stroller rides each day, and I wish Granny Syl well with her sudoku puzzles.
Today I am two months old. Last night the three generations of us Jakubowicz men had our photo taken, and then I said goodbye to Dad's dad and mom (aka Frank and Sylvia) who were going back to Pittsfield, Massachusetts, today, with their Jubelale in their suitcase and songs in their hearts - but their flight was canceled. So here they are with us again, and I will say goodbye to them once more tonight. Dad explained what I now see to be true - goodbye does not mean forever. He said he got that from a greeting card.
At the aforementioned birthday party for Jenny and Sharon, who did I run into? My friend Sarah - who denied being dressed for a SCA party later in the evening.
Last night I went to a birthday party for Sharon (holding me here) and Jenny. They had cake, and I had milk. Diane, seated left, was kind enough to let me spit up on her later. Thanks, Diane! Happy B-day, Sharon and Jenny!
Yesterday we had dinner at Emilie's home. In the upper photo, Emilie's dad, Jerry is holding me and explaning some of the finer points of WoW. In the background, you can see Dad, who was very pleased at the compliments he received for the amount of food he was able to fit onto one plate (our friend Wade was particularly awed).
It's Thanksgiving. Dad does not have to work for four days, and he said we are going out to Save The Turkeys tonight. Tomorrow we are going to have dinner at my good friend Emilie's home, and there will be lots of people there.
Mom's mother is visiting for 2 weeks. Dad explained she is my maternal grandmother. She has another grandson named John and a granddaughter named C. C. Hi John and C. C.
My mom took me to lunch at her friend Lisa's house. I met some other babies; and to be honest, I cried most of the time we were there - so you can probably pick out which baby I am in this picture. But just in case, from left to right, we are Amelia, Henry (me), Violet, Theo, and Dalia.
I'm 4 weeks old today. Mom took me to the doctor's to be weighed, and I weigh 8 pounds. I spent my day sleeping with Mom while we went out to eat breakfast and then to the mall. We came home after that, Dad changed my diaper twice in quick succession (hehe), and then I fell asleep on Dad's lap.
Here's Emilie; we met last week at a party. I also met Emilie's cats, Ralphie and Josephine. Ralphie sat in Dad's lap, and Josephine prowled about the house. I slept most of the evening.
My friend Sarah visited today, and we had a good time chatting. I'll be going to her Wii-Birthday party tomorrow.
I didn't have a costume, so I tried out a nice sweater my grandmother (Dad's mom aka Sylvia) made for me. Dad said he cut the sleeves off his old hoodie and went to work as Bill Belichick - I'm leaving the sleeves on my new sweater for now.
Mom took me out to lunch for my afternoon nap. We went to Russell Street BBQ, and while I didn't try anything there (mothers' milk was not on the menu), Mom said it's a great restaurant.
These are photos of me recovering from my first World Series celebration. Mom and Dad watched the game last night with me, and told me I was seeing the Red Sox win their second World Series in 4 years. I want to be what Theo Epstein is when I grow up. Aunt Maryann made the baseball blanket for me. Hi Hope and Mae.
