Happy Halloween

"Meow"
I'm a LadyBug!

My mom 'eating' my belly, making me giggle!

"Get me out of this darn outfit....I'm done!"
My first Johnny Jump Up experience...I think I like it!

Chinny Meat

Brinnon has changed so much just in a short month. She has become this sweet, funny, and smiley little person when she is awake. Her body is much more solid and she can finally hold her head up. Last week she actually giggled when I 'ate' her neck. Must be genetic.

There aren't many times in life that a double chin can be deemed 'cute', but when you are three months old it's absolutely adorable. Isn't it? Hopefully Brinnon won't care I showed this to everyone...I just thought it was great. Also, this first photo is for Auntie Chrysta. Do you see a resemblance to all of my baby/toddler/teenage/adult pictures? Ha Ha!

Swings and Blankets

Before Baby B was born, a girlfriend asked me if I had wanted to borrow her infant swing while she didn't need it. After a month of storing it in B's closet and having very little space, I decided to give it back. Then the time came when little B didn't want to do anything but scream and we couldn't appease her. I talked to another friend about this and they asked, "How does the swing calm her?"

"Swing?" I said. "What swing? Oh, yes, the swing". Immediately I called my friend back who had orginally loaned me the swing and asked for it back. Maybe I had made too quick a decision to rid my house of it and it's necessity. Little B loves the swing and sometimes it is the only thing she wants. On this amazing piece of technology is a rotating mobile of birds and leaves which originally I would not turn on. One day I did and you can see the amazement and excitement on Brinnon's face. You can almost just hear the squeals, ooooooh's and aaaaaah's, if you look at her expressions long enough.

Brinnon also has become a fan of blankies. Her two favorites are ones that Sarah made her and a gray and white stripped blankie that Brit gave her. Here she is 'eating' the one Sarah made her!

Cowboy T.V.

Today my mom gave me a bath, which of course I loved. However, when she removed me from the warm water I started screaming and crying. She couldn't figure out what upset me and also couldn't figure out how to calm me. Amateur. Finally she brought me downstairs and laid me down in front of the fire to dress me. WoW! I stopped crying immediately and gazed at the fire for a long long time!

I found my hand!

Learning to Surrender

Last night I think both Kel and I have finally, after 11 weeks of having a baby, realized we may not be in control of our own lives anymore and might just have to pay attention to needs other than our own. We have tried three times now to 'go out' to our favorite eatery/watering hole despite the mood our daughter currently may be in. Twice now we have had to leave with our sweet 'B' screaming her lungs out with nothing left in our powers to soothe her. Kelly, last night, even had people (i.e. older women) approaching him asking if they could help out the situation. That sure didn't make it better, so he quickly put her in the car seat and left the restaurant...
Slowly we are learning or have now learned that our social lives are changed forever. Brinnon determines our schedules and you know what, that is perfectly okay with both of us. We have learned to surrender.
Here is a video I got this morning after we dropped Dad off at work.

Like sands in the hourglass, so are The Days of Our Lives.

Hello everyone-

Let's all give a round of applause to court for keeping the blog train rolling through all the stops

..... louder please......

thank you.

I've sworn off the blog lately. I've been on a crusade to reject all forms of superfluous technology and have been living in a tent eating nothing but what I can forage and the leftovers of what Mylo brings to me from his hunting escapades.

Na, just kidding I'm lazy.

So, I'm a dad now pretty crazy. To be honest I like court doing the blog because she riddles it with pics o' the little one and I look at them at work all day and ignore my responsibilities. Brin has definitely usurped the top spot in what goes through dad's head on a daily basis.

She quite possibly may be the cutest thing ever. And the amazing thing is, through it all I've kept my objectivity and am able to say that with complete confidence. Feel free to say it yourself, Brinnon doesn't mind.

Not to say that this little bundle of cuteness doesn't have her, let's say, unsavory moments. I don't know if mom is able to write about this so I will take it upon myself. Apparently, babies may get "fussy" in the 7-10 week range. Brinnon has not proven to be an exception of this. I think it may be more evident to me because this time tends to be 5 (when I get home from work) to 8ish (when I sit on the couch and say 'was that just our baby?').

*Now I am not siting this because she is an extremely unrelenting child or anything. It's just, this actually is my first rodeo and I now know I've never really heard a baby cry.*

This has spurred some new nicknames for the little squish though. There are rare instances when Brin earns the handle - Hellcat, or in only 1 instance Brinnon of the Damned.

I know I know you look at those pics of her and you say "impossible, she is a perfect little angel". and you know what even I agree with you! Because she has this amazing ability, even when she is wet with sweat from freak out numero dos but has just fallen asleep, to make you forget all of what just happened no more than a minute prior! It's crazy. Helen of Troy was probably a 10 week old baby.

Please take these lines as observances not complaints. With the afore mentioned included Brinnon is still the bees knees.

A few pertinent things I've observed as a new father:

I don't understand what chemically happens to make mother's spit a disinfectant.

When she smiles and laughs when I play guitar: will probably be the sole reason I will let her use the car when she is 16.

I can't believe she is going to be more fun. but she will.

I don't think I will ever be able to be bad cop.

at the moment... she has my hairdo.

Holy shit I have a daughter.

thank you all for being a part of her life and I will do more to share on the blog soon!