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Our camera is busted-- yes broken.  I took it to the pool with hopes of getting pictures of Jack with Lydia and Elsie but it didn't pan out.  During break we drank water out of the water bottle but apparently did not close the lid all the way, and when leaving I noticed everything in the bag was wet--that included phone and camera.  I turned the camera on at the pool and it worked so I thought great--yay!!  I then padded the bottom with towels and put the rest on top, but once home I tried to take a picture and nothing.  I charged the battery and nothing, I opened all the compartments I could open to let it air dry- and nothing, I ordered a new battery and nothing, and so I had to resign myself to the fact that the camera I bought in October was in fact busted.  I was devastated.  We are poor college students again and we made a decision to get a nice-ish camera in October, but now it won't even turn on!!!  I am heart-broken.  

Jack had tubes put in Tuesday-- things went very well.  Jack was given two new toys--so fun!  He got a toy stethoscope from the nurses taking his blood pressure and then the anesthesia nurse gave him a plastic snake--so fun!!  We were told that when he woke up he would be cranky and crying-so we were prepared for this child who was screaming his head off, but we weren't prepared for an angry baby.  We offered him his cup, which he took and brought to his mouth, only to have him bring back like a football behind his head and launch it across the room.  Then in the elevator he reached out for his cup, so I gave it to him, the exact same thing happened again.  It was so funny.  I couldn't help but laugh. 

Reading-- a contact sport

While I shouldn't be writing or using the computer now I just can't sleep and at the moment I am not in pain, so I thought I would share the story of my Friday the 13th.

poker chips

Jack really likes putting poker chips in his plane


He didn't realize he wouldn't be able to get them out



After he stopped crying I made him come in- he still wasn't too happy


Then he climbed into his toy box and remembered he had a truck on his shirt so life was good again.

can you hear me?

Wow we have been pretty busy around here the past few days. Jack has been having so much fun lately. Pete has been taking him out and showing him the ins and outs of frisbee golf, and Jack will be out throwing daddy in no time. He has been playing with poker chips, coins, pens, cups, and anything he can get his hands on; he has been lining stuff up in a row and/or sorting things. I am not real sure what his method is, but I know that he has one because he is very serious when doing these things. I could go on and on really because it seems that every day he just learns how to do so much more.

This has been our week of doctor's visits and we aren't quite done yet. This morning we had to go get the 15 month shots. Jack wasn't even phased, he acted like nothing happened. Then we ran a couple of errands, but I had not had breakfast yet so we also went to Panera. Quite a few people stopped to tell Jack that not only was he cute but they really liked his shoes. Then it was off to Borders to pick up a few things. We were browsing in the kids department when Jack noticed this little stuffed dog-Spot- and so I let him carry it around. He would not let that thing go -he sat it on the shelf next to where he was looking, then he carried it over to the little table and chairs and he sat it on the chair, then he introduced it to some other stuffed animals that were in the corner. Of course I bought it for him, I am weak, that and well the dog's face was very wet from Jack eating it. So two of the above pictures show Jack and his new favorite, at least for today, stuffed animal.

Then it was home for a nap before we went to another doctor's appointment this afternoon. This doctor's appt. was a hearing test. Jack has been struggling with ear infections all winter long. We just haven't been able to shake them. Yesterday we had an appointment with the ENT and today we had a hearing test- the verdict is--TUBES. It is very sad. Jack has minimal hearing loss due to his multiple ear infections, and this was something we sort of figured. He never says the ends of words. It is sha for shoes, d for dog and duck, fl for flower, and if it weren't for context and sign language I don't know that we would fully understand what he was talking about. However, he is one smart cookie- during the hearing test he and Pete were in this little room with a window, and I was on the other side of this window with the two ladies giving the test. The grad student was making noises and Jack saw her through the window, figured out that she was the one doing it, and just stared at her the whole time. They had to change the lighting so he wouldn't see her. I say- very clever young sir.

The surgery is to be done in a couple of weeks. This means that for a year he has to wear ear plugs in the bath and when he is going to be anywhere near, in or around water. He also has to wear this head band type thing in addition to his ear plugs when he swims. He can't play in lakes or oceans--he can only hang out at the very edge where water meets land. At least now his language skills will improve and he won't be sick anymore. Still mommy and daddy are a little stressed out about the surgery.

Our favorite time-- pool time

Hi all!! We were so excited that this afternoon the weather was perfect swimming weather. Before now it has either been too cloudy or chilly for us, but today it was perfect. Jack took to the water very quickly. He wasn't scared or intimidated at all. I tell you what, this boy is not afraid of anything. He just climbed right in, splashed and was walking around like it was no big deal. He did fall face first a few times but mom and dad were there to pull him back up. He would never cry when he fell and only after the third time falling did he become slightly more cautious. He loved climbing up and down the steps, I think that was his favorite part. We stayed for about an hour and a half and then it was time for a nap. We look forward to going back soon.

Afternoons with the Weigels

Looking at a few of the pictures taken over the past week I thought the diaper, shoes, and cellphone picture best described our mornings. I am not a morning person. I don't like to talk to anyone, I need time to adjust to the day, this means food asap, coke, and sitting on the couch watching GMA. I don't really smile or make any sort of facial expression - I just am. I wake up when I hear Jack in his room crying or talking to himself. I take him out of his crib, put him directly in his high chair, give him a banana and then proceed to make him a bagel, and usually oatmeal for me- all of this is done in complete silence. Once he is in his high chair I sit on the couch and turn on the tv and eat my food and drink my coke. We don't really interact much in the first 30 minutes of the day. Maybe this won't win me mother of the year awards but then no one is perfect. Once I notice Tigran eating more of Jack's food than Jack I take him out of the chair and let him roam free. I am now making facial expressions and speaking in one or two word phrases. I do change his diaper at this point, but I am not motivated enough to put on his clothes so he goes sans clothes all morning. At this point he goes and finds his shoes. I find this humorous. He doesn't like it at all when we put on his diaper or any clothing, but first thing in the morning before he can play or proceed any further with his day he absolutely must have on his shoes. Once the shoes are on things go in a few different directions but almost always the next thing is my cellphone. He finds it, opens it up and begins laughing and talking and laughing. So there he is in just a diaper, shoes, and having the best time ever talking on the phone. There I am saying why does he have to be so chipper in the morning? Oh well, it is very cute.

The next picture was just to show you that while in the morning I am no June Cleaver I do better in the afternoon. After his nap and my adjustment to the world we are ready to go. The past couple weeks Pete has been home starting at lunch time so Jack and I have been showing him what we do while he is normally at school. We have gone to the parks, playgrounds, fountains, "zoo", and the farmer's market. We have had a blast sharing our afternoons with daddy. The above picture is from one of our outings. We went to the "zoo" here in town. Now I keep putting quotes around it because there are like 5 animals at this zoo so I don't really think of it as a zoo. I mean if I walk down the street I can see five different animals, but still it is free so I should shut up. When you walk in there are little foutains and this was Jack's favorite part of the zoo. He went up to all of them and got drenched. After we saw all the animals Pete and I sat on a bench and just let Jack play in the water. He had a blast.

Keys

Jack has two very clear favorite activities. 1. Cars 2. Keys-- I suppose these are not entirely dissimilar. As soon as he finishes eating breakfast (sometimes before) he signs car and this means open the balcony door so I can watch the cars as they drive by. If the door is already open and he signs car it means, I want to stand on the balcony and for some reason you only let me do that with your permission. This happens on and off for the whole day. He will intersperse his day with keys. He is very cognizant of my car key vs. play keys or just the plain old apartment key. It has to be my car key and the big W that is part of my keychain. We did try to trick him and were quickly made aware that he was no fool. He loves this key. He puts it in the space between the door and the doorframe and he carries them around all day with a huge smile on his face. He even eats and sleeps with the keys. Oh yes this is a true story. In his high chair while eating bologna he will want the keys right there with him-they were very sticky after that. I have since tried hiding the keys when it is lunch time. Today he was holding the keys when we got home and were getting ready for a nap-he refused to let me take the keys out of his hands so he fell asleep with his blankie and the car keys. I am not sure what I am going to do because he likes to put them in stuff too-one day it took me all afternoon before I found them. I asked him where they were and it just made him cry because I reminded him that he didn't have them at that moment.