How did this kid get so big?  I feel yesterday I was watching him sleep in his little motorized swing (which by the way was a lifesaver)… And now I’m watching him try to learn how to pedal his tricycle.  

Is there a way to just slow down time?  I want to him to talk and ride a bike and make me dinner, but at the same time I want him to snuggle with me while holding Peppa Pig and George. 

   
   

  

Round 1 is in the books!

Here is a game by game breakdown and analysis of the first round games:

1 vs 16

No surprise here… No one at all wants to get pooped on. The fact that the dog kissing 16 seed got even one vote is an upset.

9 vs 8

Our first semi-upset of the tournament.  Restless plane ride took to the sky to defeat the one time powerhouse of not being able to get the car seat our of the base.  The frustration and angst that occurs when you have to locate the directions to get your child and the seat out of the car is the worst feeling ever… that is until you see the looks people give you as your child is screaming bloody murder from seat 12A in coach.

5 vs 12

I was surprised here… there is always a 12 seed over 5 seed upset in the tournament.  I was sure it would be here.  Using a baby thermometer is an awful thing to have to do.  You have a crying baby and you have to try to then hold them still enough to stick that thermometer… well you know.  Then you get the forehead or electronic ones that register your kid having a 72° temp.  But I guess if the kid had not been coughing like a seal in the first place you wouldn’t need to take their temp.

4 vs 13

Coming in to the tournament I thought getting stuck in traffic with a screaming baby could be a real Cinderella team.  Add two of the most irritating and infuriating situations possible Traffic and a Screaming Child… and you have a recipe for blood boiling, pure ANGER!  Screaming at your kid had no chance in this one!

6 vs 11

HUUGUUUGE UPSET in the lower half of the bracket.  The #11 seed Getting puked on walking out the door ousts your child falling out of the stroller.  Here is the first time we see where a team was possible given a bad seed… dropping your child at only a #6 seed?  We all heard the cries and screams about having a dropped child only being a 6 seed and having to face a tough puker team.  But again, you can never underestimate that feeling when you are already late for work and have to go back inside to change your shirt.

3 vs 14

This was a no brainer… a snoozer of a game.  Finding a baby sitter in gereral is tought, but if you leave your kid in the car even for a second and you automatically feel like the worst parent to ever live.

7 vs 10

The old 7 – 10 split… This was one of the First Round’s closest games. Forgetting the diaper bag at home is worse than leaving your phone somewhere. Try cleaning up baby poop with an old t-shirt you found in your trunk or some leaves you found on the side of the road! Teething is your baby’s way of telling you that you will never sleep again.  Teething gets the nod here in a close one

2 vs 15

Not very many 15 seeds have had luck against the higher #2 seed… and not since Florida Gulf Coast, who not only made it out of the first round but made it all the way to the Sweet 16 in 2013 has there been such an upset as there was here.  Watching your dog devour a poop filled diaper absolutely crushed being home alone with your baby on the first night.  The thought of the taste of baby poop really must have weighed heavily in the hearts of all.

 

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I love having a son. I love enjoying raising him and watching him grow. I love rough housing and wrestling. He’s pretty solid now, still a little bendy, but not so much just a real life Gumby like he was a year ago.     
Unfortunately there’s a limit to how much solidity a 23 month old can be counted on for.  
Sorry son… Years from now the knot on the back of your head should be gone. If not, it definitely wasn’t from going head first through the wall in Ashley’s bedroom.  

 They say boys will be boys. Well I say boys will be boys… until someone teaches them to be men. As an educator I know that one day my son will follow not what I’ve told him, but what I’ve done. We learn by example not by advice. Our children watch us for a living, they have nothing else to do besides eat and poop. I know what I do and what Jax sees plays a huge role into the person he will become.  

I’m not sure he has developed my sense of humor (he laughs at farts). I know he has my inquisitive nature because all he wants to do is look at, touch and play with whatever comes across his path. I’m happy to see that he enjoys life and the world around him as much as I do.  
But what about morals and ethical values. Am I a good enough man to set that example for the most important person in my life? Do I have the moral compass that always points north? I don’t want him to even think that anyone’s values should adapt to their circumstances. I hope he knows I’m not perfect… hell none of us are perfect. 

I hope he knows that I’ll always speak my real thoughts. I won’t hide from who I am. I’ll always stand by my convictions. I’m not sure what other people think of me… Not everyone will agree with or understand who I am… But I know everything I do is to help make you a better person.  

“Each day we are given the opportunity to be a role model. The choices we make change so much more than just our own lives.

  
Crazy fun day today!  The little guy got to visit w his homeboy Carter (and Blakely too).  They had a ton of fun… Ate, drank, threw some food around, watched some Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.  You know the usj.  It was just like the olden days when their dads would hang out and get up to all kinds of mischief.  

   
   
  Capped the morning off w a little father son bonding time over a few slices.  

 
The nice people at Torrington Pizza hooked Jax up with balloon. Great times until we left and all hell broke loose.  Jax walked out with the balloon and it floated away. He flipped out. Are u serious? It’s a balloon we’ll get a new one.  I literally could not fathom the thought of going this bonkers over a damn balloon. 

Then again imagine if something like that happened to us… Something ss important as a ballon to a two year old. Something that important. Like if your cellphone just floated out of your pocket.  

Then imagine someone telling you to calm down its only a phone… Don’t worry we’ll get a new one!

Life over at that point.  

Don’t worry dude I’ll get you a new balloon!   

 

  
This little guy is getting GINORMOUS!  He’s doing big boys things… One day you wake up and find out you’re about to be a dad… next day your kid is 32″ tall and is smart as hell…   

 
…Next thing you know your kid is managing his own online hedge fund company.  

 At least for now he still sleeps w his blanky!