Injections make me sleepy and mom and dad happy

I went to the doctor yesterday - he says I am healthy - so all the crying is probably just colic and will go away one of these days. I weighed in at 11 and a half pounds - my mom says I have chubby legs!! I also had four vaccinations - they made me cry really hard for about a minute and since then I have been really sleepy...which seems to make everyone here happy.
Mom took these pictures of me and dad today...she thinks we both look cute!

jack cries too much for taking pictures

but here are a few that we've managed to take:

I'm sleeping in the arms of Grandma Stanley whilst papa Jason was out galavanting and enjoying Oregon's Pinot Noir - (my daddy's a lush) (in his defense, he did attend an academic conference)

Mama - that's enough milk. I want PIZZA!


Mom says, "hah! pizza, yeah right." Regardless, this is where I spend most of my day. Aaaahhhhhhh



knock, knock - WHO'S THERE!?!?

LLEGO OCTUBRE !!!

Yes dear readers, October has arrived and some may ask "Why is your dad so content?" Well, dad's birthday is this month and it's beisbol playoff time. I'm sporting my colors (go Yanks!) My parents are doing better and getting used to my wacky nocturnal schedule by catching naps when they can and being more efficient with their time. [Plus, my routine is fairly simple: eat, sleep, soil diaper, look around, repeat...] Enjoy a couple of pictures that truly cannot capture all of our appreciation for such cool grandparents and English friend.

Grandparents (Meyler) out for another visit before I get too big. That's fine with mom and dad as long as I sleep. Always a pleasure to see family...

All the way from the dreary depths of Iceland, Grandpa Stanley was able to escape the confines of aluminum smelting to enjoy some time with me. Well actually, Grandpa Stanley's involved in the construction of an aluminum smelter, but you get the point - the man's traveled far to see his grandson. My parents, again, enjoyed some extra rest and MORE lakkrís.

Don't be fooled by my face here. Our good friend Michael was out for a couple days and made my parents a fabulous chicken curry. We went to Lake Michigan again and I found some solice while driving around in the car seat. I'm really about to cry here because Michael won't let me play with his goatee any more. Please come back soon so my parents can take you to the breweries and I can learn to speak English properly. Enchanté mon ami...