Blake's Black Eye

I wish I could tell you some awesome story about a bar fight where Blake was protecting his fragile mom or something. But alas, that's not the case. As you know, it's the other way around. Blake is the fragile one, and I'm supposed to be protecting him. But as you can see in the pics below, I failed to do so this past weekend.

I sat Blake on the bed, and left the room for a mere moment. Of course, that's what you always hear. And as I quickly learned, it takes some babies only a few seconds to find their way off the bed and onto the floor. (To make matters worse, I think he his head on the bedside table on the way down.) Poor guy.

I frantically called the doctor's office and the amazing nurse Mary told me I didn't need to rush to the hospital as I had feared. Instead she proceeded to tell me about other moms who had dropped their babies on the concrete, and many more worse things than what happened to me (er, Blake). She gave me a list of a few scary things to watch out for, and thankfully none of those signs or symptoms ever materialized. In fact, within an hour after the fall, Blake was back to his old self, albeit a little swollen around the eye and forehead. So, he felt better. But I did not.


So we read the story about 8 silly monkeys jumping on the bed. You know the one. Eight silly monkeys jumping on the bed. One fell off and bumped his bed. Momma called the doctor, and the doctor said "No more monkeys jumping on the bed." Bad monkeys. Bad Mommy. :(

Laughter Is The Best Medicine

Despite the teething troubles, Blake isn't fussy 100% of the time. In fact, sometimes he's the exact opposite. There's nothing like hearing a baby laugh, and Blake's Dad knows how to make him laugh best.



Just call him: Tickle Me, Blake.

Blake Aches

Blake's got a tooth ache. As in, he's teething. This means his sleeping is irregular and he's a little more fussy than usual. But being that he's a really mellow baby, it's not too bad.

And because I can't get a picture of the tooth popping through (on the bottom, by the way, and difficult to see), this cute snapshot will have to do. Yes, that's a tube of baby Orajel he's chewing on -- handy in more ways than one.



And did I mention Blake's irregular sleeping pattern? I took this pic Sunday night. Late Sunday night. The caption here: Wide Awake Blake.


When his tooth -- or teeth -- comes in a little more, I'll snap a pic of what's bound to be Blake's great grin.

At the end of the day, we're all surviving this new transition pretty well... definitely more than by the skin of our teeth.

That's How I Roll

Check my Mom out: her first video of me. Okay, forget about Mom and her accomplishments (duh, Mom, it's 2010, you should know how to shoot and upload video by now!). What you really need to check out is my new accomplishments. I finally learned how to roll over a little more than a week ago, and now I do it all the time.



I also am starting to sit up on my own, although only a few minutes at a time. But that's cool because it only takes a few seconds for Mom to snap a picture.



From sitting up to spitting up, from rolling to rice cereal, from giggling to grabbing, and from cooing to even coughing, when it comes to learning new things, you could definitely say I'm on a (literal) roll.

Extra Innings, Extra Fun

Blake went to his first MLB game Saturday, and he's pretty spoiled. We had 10th row seats, not far behind the 3rd baseline. Here's the official family photo.


Speaking of official, the Giants give out official certificates for first-timers. Check this out. Oh yeah, it's going in the official Blake baby book.



We traveled to the game by boat. Not from Sacramento (duh!). We drove to Larkspur to hook up with our friends the DeBisschops. That's where we hopped on a ferry. It was Blake's 2nd ever boat ride, and as you know, he's all about the boats these days.



The weather was perfect: sunny and cool. That was a great combo because Blake had to be mostly covered with clothes or a blanket from head to toe (we wanted to avoid yet another baby sunburn). Success!



He may have been a little sleepy, but for the most part, he loved the game. And the weather wasn't the only awesome part; the game itself was spectacular. The Giants fell behind early, but came back to win in the bottom of the 11th. Each team got its fair share of hits, walks, and runs, but even still -- that's what I call a perfect game.

Give Me Five...

...months, that is. Today is August 10th, and it's been exactly five months since I arrived. Here's latest pictorial lineup of my life.


Five Months














Four Months


Three Months


Two Months


One Month


One Day

I'm On A Boat

Blake's got his flippy-floppies and is ready to roll out on the river! Last Sunday, we took Blake out on a boat with some friends. We suited him up in a little lifejacket, but he didn't love it. Who does love those things anyway?



He was much happier chillin' on my lap. Now all we need are some Blake-sized sunglasses...