Thursday, September 15, 2005
Where's Waldo?
Some of you may be wondering, “What has happened to Brooke? She used to be such a consistent poster, with new fun pictures and lots of witty banter about raising a baby.”
I’ll tell you what’s happened to me. Jack can move faster than lightning, he is constantly in need of attention, and I am exhausted by the end of the day. I can hardly get the camera out any more.
Here is the only picture I’ve taken all week, and it’s not even a very good one:
That was at lunch at Z Tejas with my parents this week.
Luckily Jeff pulled through and took this shot at the yarn store:
The blurry object in his hand is a sippy cup. The picture was taken with Jeff’s new phone, and I’ve decided I need one like his. It’s way cool.
Tomorrow is a big day for me and Jack. I am going away on a trip to Seattle and leaving him behind. The longest I’ve left him is over night. I will be gone until Monday. This is significantly longer and I am a little nervous. I know he will be fine, I know he is well taken care of (who wouldn’t be, spending the weekend with Grandma and Grandpa?), and I know in my head it is a good idea for both of us. But it is going to be very hard to hop on that plane tomorrow.
I will return to blogging next Tuesday, hopefully with some good pictures of Jack’s adventures.
I’ll tell you what’s happened to me. Jack can move faster than lightning, he is constantly in need of attention, and I am exhausted by the end of the day. I can hardly get the camera out any more.
Here is the only picture I’ve taken all week, and it’s not even a very good one:
That was at lunch at Z Tejas with my parents this week.
Luckily Jeff pulled through and took this shot at the yarn store:
The blurry object in his hand is a sippy cup. The picture was taken with Jeff’s new phone, and I’ve decided I need one like his. It’s way cool.
Tomorrow is a big day for me and Jack. I am going away on a trip to Seattle and leaving him behind. The longest I’ve left him is over night. I will be gone until Monday. This is significantly longer and I am a little nervous. I know he will be fine, I know he is well taken care of (who wouldn’t be, spending the weekend with Grandma and Grandpa?), and I know in my head it is a good idea for both of us. But it is going to be very hard to hop on that plane tomorrow.
I will return to blogging next Tuesday, hopefully with some good pictures of Jack’s adventures.