Back to Basics.

So I've decided that I am going to commit to trying to write something everyday. Because so many days go by where I am sitting zoning out, or too wrapped up in taking care of baby, cleaning and what not to actually take a second to have a thought, to use my brain. And I think my writing skills have been in great decline since I'm more of a home body.

So each post will include a picture relevant to that day and an entry. This will hopefully end on August 28th 2012.

I think this is also a good idea because so many years get lost in the shuffle of life that you will get to the end finding it hard to remember everything great that happened in your life.

So here is today's post.

We did our usual Sunday routine, Starbucks, and TV. This time it was the news, the coverage of Hurricane Irene. It hit the East Coast hard. I try to never get too worried about things like that, maybe I'm trying to have a positive outlook, or maybe I'm just naive. My brother in law is out there in VA with the Army, not so much worried about him because the Army will make sure all their soldiers are out of harms way. But I hope all my friends and fellow Navy wives stay safe and make wise choices.

The worst of the storm is over today.

Anyway, last night Jakey did the cutest thing, we went to get more formula, it was around his bed time so he feel asleep in the car, when we got home, I took him out of the car seat and carried him upstairs. He woke up a little bit so I laid down with him and he fell back asleep. After a couple hours of playing Mortal Kombat with Jake we decided to go to bed. So I went back and started to change Jakey's diaper and move him from our bed to his pack n' play. Well he started to wake up, so I laid down with him again, and he starts to fall back to sleep, then slowly turns to look at me with this bleary look on his face and smile at me, then roll back over and "sleep". He did his probably 6 times.

I have never seen a baby fake sleep and then look at you smile and fake sleep again. He is such a goof ball.

I guess that is another reason to keep a record for the next year. To remember all these little things he does that other wise would be lost as memories start to fade.