Baseball player or Rock Star

Jackson has it narrowed down to these two careers for his future. The baseball obsession is getting adorably ridiculous. He has a bat, or something that can be used as a bat (wooden spoon, umbrella, broom) with him most of the day. We can't even count the number of times he requests to play baseball in the small time frames where he isn't playing. Here is a clip of him playing some living room baseball with daddy. The rules: You must wear the glove while batting. Contact with the ball is optional. Round the "bases," for a home run and high five every time.

Sometimes, the bat becomes a guitar and he tells us he's in a rock & roll band. We made his dreams come true today with a little orange ukelele from a neighborhood festival. Rock on, batter. We are just trying to keep the guitar from being used as a bat.

Here is a (still nameless) Boo and I at 25 weeks. She weighed in at 1lb 8oz, which is just 4oz shy of Jack's birth weight. Hard to believe. I've started taking my blood pressure daily, and so far, so good. By this time in the pregnancy with Jackson, I had already started retaining a lot of water, which is not the case this time. We are hopeful for 3 healthy months ahead.