I had a really close call this week. I was up in the attic of the auditorium changing light bulbs, and I fell through the ceiling. There is a small catwalk, but if you notice in the second picture, for 2 or 3 studs worth of space, there is no catwalk. I always just walk across on the 4 pieces of conduit that are attached in its place. I was being extra careful because Pastor Brothers was in there and I definitely didn't want to fall through. I usually go up there in the dark and just follow the outline of the lights because I have been up there so many times. This time I actually stopped and turned one of the lights upside down to light the whole attic. The first step I took was onto the conduit and they gave way under my feet. I was holding on to the beam above me, but everything happened so fast that I had no clue what happened until I found myslef straddling that little piece of gray pvc pipe you see next to the conduit. That was the only thing between me and the 25 foot drop from the ceiling onto the chairs in the choir loft. The drywall came crashing down along with a snowstorm of blown-in insulation. Pastor Brothers came up there expecting to find me on the ground and was thankful to see both of my legs dangling through the ceiling. God was definitely watching out for me. Pastor Brothers said in church on Sunday that the four or five guardian angels that God has assigned to me were and are always working overtime.
This is what the most gorgeous woman in the world, the best mother, and an even better wife looks like. She doesn't get near as much attention as she deserves on this blog because she is always doing things where the camera is not, or she is taking the pictures of us. So here she is, front and center. She is the one who does all the work with Jackson - hard to believe that skinny little girl can have a baby that's as big as Jackson is. It is so obvious that God brought us together and I love her with all of my heart.
I wonder if he is going to have any skin left on his fingers when he is finally done chewing them. No, wait, he has plenty to spare.
This is one of his favorite poses
Some of these at the top are as close as I've gotten to a baby portrait of him because I haven't been able to take him to where all my camera equipment is set up. You can tell the difference between the pictures taken with my little camera and my professional camera, though.
He sits up by himself, but he can't always stay that way. But its fine with him as long as he can suck his hands.
He has two bouncy seats and all that jumping has really made his legs strong. He is so strong and resiliant and big that it really makes it hard for me to rememeber that he is only 5 months old. He acts so much older, and it's impossible to make him cry when we play.
This is a funny story. Somebody gave us this bouncy seat that they had used for their kids and it hadn't been used in a while. The spring inside the little green thing (at the top of the picture) that makes it bounce was really squeaky and not moving up and down like it should. I felt the bottom of it and it seemed solid so I sprayed some DW40 in there. It not only made the spring smoother, but I don't think his head will be squeaking any time soon either. We came back after a couple minutes of watching him bounce, and he smelled very much like DW40. It had dripped all over his head!
This is probably the reaction you'll have, too. This is his reaction after he read this story.
Uncle Jason can always get him to smile, too.
We have fun together. Can't wait til he gets big enough to hike and camp and play sports with.
Aunt Jessica. Jackson's reaction is the same one that everyone has when they see her coming and when they see half the things she does.
For some reason the thing stopped letting me put pictures on the last blog so I had to start another one and finish putting the pictures on that way. Maybe it's trying to give me a hint about too many pictures, but that's why it's slpit up into two parts anyway.