3 Years Later...

and I still miss him. Really miss him.

Bath Time Conversation

Jack: Momma, I sad.
Me: Why is my baby sad?
Jack: I lost my dad.
Me: Oh, Jack. Jack Jack Jack Jack Jack...your dad loves you. He misses you so much.
Jack: Momma, no wash my hair tonight, okay?
Me: Okay. I love you.
Jack: I glad you're here, momma. I serious. (It's his new thing he says.)
Me: I'm glad you're here too, buddy.

Note to Self:

Check the printer before printing. There just might be a thermometer inside. Thanks, Jack, for your help. I really really appreciate it.

Check it Out

Go here. It couldn't be more true. It made me smile.

In Case You Haven't Heard

The Steelers are going to the Super Bowl! Jack and I had fun watching the championship game together last night. He really got into it. *Take note dad/brothers...I do let Jack watch football. I just don't want him to play.* Every time a tackle was made Jack would shout, "Oh, come on! No more falling down! Go see the doctor!" I didn't even have to tell him what team to cheer for...he kept telling me the wellow team was the winner.

The Kid Has Skills

At any moment Jack will shout, "See, Mom?! See! See!" He will be on the floor busting out his new move. Oh, and he wants to show everyone. Today, at the store, I had him in the back of the cart. Next thing I know, he has his leg up in the air yelling at the lady next to me to "watch this!" When he's done he'll ask you if that's cool. Everytime he shows me his new move it's like seeing it for the first time. It cracks me up.

He Can Never Just Whisper

Well, I'm 2 for 2. One of my pet peeves is when I hear people say, "I can't do this or that because I have my kid with me." Maybe it's because I don't have a choice. I don't know. But, so far, Jack has come with me to the..."ahem" doctor and to the DMV. Now, the doctors wasn't too bad. He was quiet in the waiting room and only knocked over the stack of books twice. When the doctor finally came in Jack would NOT stop telling her that mommy's tummy-bum wasn't working. Yes, I am blogging about it. It was funny. When we left he said, "Thank you fixing mommy's tummy-bum. So Polite. Today, at the DMV, we went e. a. r. l. y. Those places are always packed. I left Jack in his jammies. Luckily, it wasn't really busy. I got right in and got the process started. The only thing I was really worried about was the test. The little stations are so close together. I had people on both sides of me and Jack was all over the place. I tried to entertain him by letting him enter in my answers on the computer. That lasted like 2 questions and then he was bored again. They brought him colors and a coloring book. That was fun too...for 32 seconds. Then my angel yelled at the top of his lungs, "MOMMA, I POOPIN! I POOT, MOMMA!" Uh, thanks Jack. Cause I wouldn't have heard you if you hadn't yelled. *Side note: he didn't even poop!* When it was time for me to have my picture taken Jack was right there to help me out. He kept yelling, "Say cheese, momma! Smile!" Of course, I have a huge smile on my face in my picture.


Thanks for helping mommy out today, Jack! I couldn't have done it without you! You are my little shadow and I couldn't have asked for a better sidekick!

Never A Dull Moment Around Here

Oh, how my Jack keeps me on my toes. I had a neighbor who was over visiting and as she was leaving I told her I would walk out with her and bring the trash can inside. Our neighbors dog -which isn't small-ran inside our house. I ran in after it and on it's way out it grabbed one of Jack's socks. I ran after the dog to get the sock back. *I had to get it back. It was a Lightening McQueen sock. Jack wears them EVERY DAY!* Anyway, the dog freaked Jack out so he shut the door and locked it. I'm freaking out and mad at myself the whole time. Why hadn't I given my neighbor a spare key yet?! AH!! So, I'm hollering at Jack to unlock the door. He could tell I was worried and his voice got a little scared. My neighbor was there luckily to keep my calm. She stayed with Jack so I could run over to another neighbors house to get help. I finally called 911. As we were waiting for them I went to the front door to see if Jack could unlock that door. I'm trying to get him to come to the door.


A conversation between a mother and her 2 year old son:

Me: Jack come to the door and unlock it for Mommy.
Jack: I watching WOW WOW! (Wow Wow Wubbzy)
Me: Okay! Can you come unlock the door for Mommy, please?!!
Jack: No, I watching Wow Wow!!
Me: Okay, don't move. Stay on the couch!!
Jack: Okay!!

I was laughing because while I was outside panicking he was inside watching his cartoons. Like it was no big deal! He cracks me up. It made me feel so much better that he wasn't crying.


When we finally got the door unlocked I ran in and held him. He looked a little scared and said, "no more dogs mommy." He thought it was cool to see the police car.


Thank You Greg, Donnell and Cassidy!! And thank you "Wow Wow!"

It's War!

Seriously, my sister is laaaame! A friend of ours is having a contest on her top 10 pictures. Whoever gets the most votes wins. Well, since both of our boys are in the contest, I decided I wasn't going to solicit votes. I mean, I didn't want her to be all sad when my kid BEAT hers. However, I just noticed a little something on her blog!

Libby's Post:
HELP!!!
Calling on all true friends, family & strangers!!!My bff posted a contest on her photography blog and put Reiss' photo in the contest. So I NEED everyone who looks at my blog to jump on over to http://www.photosbypicme.com/blog/ and VOTE for #10!!!Just scroll right past #1 (traci & jack, no hard feelings sis) through #9 and look at that adorable red head on #10! There is a $200 stretched canvas at stake here. I mean business, so please help me out! ;) Contest ends January 14th. Let your friends know (i'm serious) to so they can vote as well for #10!!!!!


Can you believe she did that? So, my faithful readers, I'm asking for your help. Not only to help us win...but, to show my sister what's up! Keep in mind that her "adorable" redhead she speaks of attacked my child. Need a reminder? Check out my post from September 4th, 2008.

Sorry "Sis" no hard feelings, right?

Remember...VOTE #1

Keep in mind it's a $200 value. Momma doesn't have $200...so, I'm hoping to win!

January Seventh

January 7th...I don't like it. It's the day Danny and I flew back to Pittsburgh, PA and spent our last few weeks together. January 7th is when I start to look back and remember what we did during those last few weeks. We both loved Pittsburgh. It's sad that our time there was short. I look forward to taking Jack there some day...soon, I hope.

The building in the back is where Danny went to school.

This was a typical night for us in Pittsburgh. (don't mind the clothes hanging from the counter. we seriously had no room. i had to hang our clothes on the counter to dry) After a while, we would do a switch...he gave me the computer to proof read his paper and I gave him the magazine to read while he waited.