Feed the Beast

Well, after the last week or so of Pax just staring at us as we eat dinner every night we figured it was time.

So we saddled him up, mixed the cereal and he got after it.

Oh, and the festivities were so exciting that a jaguar strolled in to see what was going on and Bat Girl swooped in from... well... wherever Bat Girl is from. And yes, apparently jaguars suck their thumbs too.

And after yucking it up for a bit we jumped on in for a helping or two.

Pinch Hitter

So Mom was out of town for work last week for 3.5 days and one morning we were in the midst of getting ready for school and making breakfast and getting lunches made and all of a sudden Pax was hungry.

So dad makes a bottle and says, "Fin, to the couch! You're gonna have to pinch hit for me."

So me being the old pro I am, I get the kid ready...

And then I give him his bottle.

And everyone knows after a little man takes in six ounces of formula he needs to burp, SOOOOOO.

Yep, I think you can pretty much put it on the board. The pinch hitter knocked it out of the park.

PAX-TON! PAX-TON!

Listen, if I'm anything, I'm a woman who grants requests. And I've been hearing requests for more pictures of my best little buddy, sometimes known as P-Bucket, other times as Buddha Cracker, but very often just Pax.

Anyway, you asked, I answer. And yes, this is basically all he does when he's not sleeping or eating, and his smile makes the whole house smile.

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Come on baby, say you love me. 5-6-7 times.

Sorry, Gloria Estefan reference there. ANYWAY, here's our little man at 4 months old.

But before we go there, let's take a trip down memory lane.

Here is me at 4-months.

Sheesh, look back at that first picture. Someone, and I won't say who, had a noggin that was awkwardly large compared to the size of the rest of her body.  I blame dad, heard he had a melon back in the day.

And that second shot? With the rings around the arms? It's like someone stuffed half a bagel in each cheek.

And here is Mae at 4-months.

And here you can see Mae and me when she was 4-months old and I decided to put 38 clips in our hair.

Okay, okay, I digress. Ladies and gentlemen, Pax. Oh, and don't mind his pants, he rides 'em up pretty high, that's just how he rolls.

Who Needs Two?!!

So we're about to eat dinner tonight and all of a sudden dad gets the urge to see when his first Hawks game of the year is and, lo and behold, it's tonight!!

So down the hatch go the pork chops and carrots and with a quick snap of the camera with the rest of the members of the Dorky Blackhawks Hat Family Fan Club...

we're off. CTA app says the bus is still 20 minutes out so we hitch an Ubercab to the game.

After an ice cream cone and a basket of buttery popcorn, and two Hawks goals...

we call it a success. So the best part of the night is over, right? Not. Even. Close.

We run into Harold, who owns this treacherously radical rickshaw complete with a massive stereo system, flashing neon lights, 5 bells, two horns and a chicken that sirens like a police siren.

Harold proceeds to ride us through, hmmm, how shall I put this... the not-so-amazing parts of town...

blaring 70's classic rock

until he safely drops us at our home, but not before he does this outlandish 360-degree spin move in the middle of the intersection near our house with me in the back.

Thank you, Harold. A spaceship would not have been a cooler mode of transportation home. The kicker? We told him while standing back at the bus stop at the United Center we had no cash on us and he said he'd take us home anyway. So when they say there are no free rides in life, well, they haven't met my man Harold and his blinking chicken siren rickshaw.

End of Summer

Well, it's getting to be the end of Summer so I thought I'd share a few random goings-on. First off, remember my last post where everyone was sick and then we got better.... well, everyone is sick AGAIN! I got a fever again two nights ago, Pax has a fever again and Mae doesn't have a fever yet but she's acting like such a maniac we're pretty sure one is coming.

ANYWAY, here are a couple shots Natalie took of us on a recent warm day (before we got sick) doing what Mae and I do best.

And I know I haven't shown you a lot of Paxton pics lately. Well, here is one we really like - it's him sleeping in bed with his wolf. Yah, he basically lays on his side and pulls the wolf into his face to fall asleep. Then sometimes he rolls to his back (as he did here) and brings the wolf right with him over his face.

And here's the little man with the big smile.

And lastly, we went to a street festival on Sunday (right before we realized I had a 102 fever) and Mae got probably the best face paint either of us has ever gotten. She requested a blue jaguar and though I was skeptical that the woman could pull it off....

She nailed it. And here she is back at home with Mommy Lion.

Dinner Guest

Before we get to this post let me tell you where I've been for so long. The first week back to school I got sick, then it was Dad and Mabel at the same time, then it was Pax for 2-3 days. Then, when we thought all was said and done and we were all on the mend, Mae barfs all over her bed one night.

Okay, so we're back in business, and we've got a nice surprise for you - a dinner guest!!

We've got our little man with us who has been sitting up in his own little seat so he joins us every night at the dinner table and we're all the better for it.

Mae is particularly excited about this as she gives her best Siskel & Ebert.