Jack Kaden

There is stuff going on. Work stuff. But we can’t blog about it. So I’ll talk about the little guy.

Things Jack does that we like:

1) Commando crawling, pulling up, standing up. Well the pulling up and standing up are assisted but still, pretty good for an 8 month old/11 month old.

2) Self feeding party time. He’s still not rockin’ a pincer grip but the kid does love a graham cracker, he also loves cheese. And turkey burgers. A very refined pallet on that one.

3) Reaching. This one is pretty endearing. He lifts his hands up pretty much any time I come into a room. If I don’t pick him up he wraps his arms around my calves. It’s unbelievably effective and may explain my chronic backache.

3) Mama. Dada. Totally non-specific but it’s there, and it’s awesome.

We’re counting our milestones around here as we’re coming up on the big 1 year birthday (t-minus 21 days and counting) and we have our 1 year Early Intervention Evaluation to see how Jack is progressing compared to his peers. I suspect he’ll blow away most 1 year old boys on sheer cuteness alone.

Say goodbye my baby.

We knew it was coming. The day that Hollis would leave. I gave him a bath tonight, and he’s had more raw hide treats than he really knows what to do with, all are hidden in very plain sight.

He kissed Jack today, gave him a big wet sloppy beagle kiss right on the nose. It made me cry, and Jack laugh, and well Hollis, despite the assertion that he is currently smarter than Jack, Hollis has not a clue.

Hollis got better and then he got worse. He was happy and good for about 2 weeks after the pit bull incident, and then, well then – he peed on Jack’s playmat AND his (Hollis’) brand new dog bed, about 3 times in a row. And then he peed in front of Donald, our friend from Japan that we see once every 3 or 4 years, and we were done.

He needs a home where he is THE baby. Not competing with an actual baby. We ruined Hollis, with all the sleeping on the bed, and nosing in whenever he wanted. I mean, he was best dog at our wedding. Simply put, he was here first.

So Hollis is going to live with my Mom and Amos. We’re hoping that a house with a backyard and a doting grandmother will make him happy.

That’s really all we want for him.