Well, as most of you know, the Lakers are in the NBA Finals again this year. It is lovely news for me as a lifelong (well since 1991 for sure) Laker fan. My husband doesn’t really love it. And tries to teach Jack the “I love L.A.” song by replacing love with hate. I try to tell him he can’t hate L.A. He says “Why not? There is nothing good about L.A.” I quietly try to remind him that L.A. is, in fact, where we got married. So it does have one redeemable quality. Eternally redeemable, I might add. But he is not convinced. I always counter the “I hate L.A.” chant with “We love L.A.” while raising Jacks’ arms in the air. He smiles everytime so that must me he feels the same way. I mean after all, he smiles, right? The battle rages on. We had my siblings over on Sunday for a little Laker party to watch Game 2. Thank goodness we won!
On to Jack news. At least we can all agree that is the cutest child on the whole wide planet. He has been into making this one face that we all cannot get enough of. For some reason the little orange light on the camera really makes him bring it out in full force. So I feel like I haven’t really captured a smiling photo all week. But I have a sneaky suspicion the following barrage of photos might just make you all chuckle a little.
We went to the park the other day. It was Jack’s first time in the swing. He liked it, of course. But I believe his favorite thing was when I took him out and put him in the woodchips. It only took 1.1 seconds for him to grab a handful and put them in his mouth. And it only took me 1.1 seconds to then pick him up and put him back in the swing while trying to fish the woodchips (a.k.a. choking hazards) out of his mouth. We are excited to go back to the park if we could ever have a day without rain or thunderstorms (not my favorite!).