Notes From the Big House (scribbles from Jack)

Ok... so, my friend Cole is springing the coop tomorrow. This is good, and bad. For the good, he gets to go to this "home" place that the mommies keep going on about, where apparently there's lots of good food, and comfy stuff, and even a swing! (I love the swing, I really do!) Plus, his brother JD is there, and he was a really cool cat. The bad part is, I'm really really really gonna miss my partner in crime!! Who else is going to help me do the preemie limbo with the syringes?? And we had worked out the next plot for getting out-- which is really a lot trickier considering they have these new doors that use swiper cards in them now. How is a baby supposed to get through that? We had figured out a way to get into the ceiling, but the plan called for two, count them, TWO babies. And now... sadly... Cole is busting out without me. No hard feelings though, although my Mommy is very sad that her friend, Mrs. Cole's Mommy is leaving. She says we'll all get together when everyone's out, so we'll see. I'll have to see if Sydney is interested in the breaking out planning, but really, I'm starting to get the feeling it's time to buckle up and get out. I mean, I AM almost three months old, it's time to get out and see the world!! Plus, they keep calling me "El Chunko," and that makes me grumbly. Ok, really only Mommy calls me El Chunko, but still-- not nice!! First everyone tells me to hurry up and gain weight, and here I am at the wonderfully fluffy weight of 5 pounds, 14 ounces, and now suddenly there's all these baby sumo threats!! What gives?

Mommy and Daddy are getting all ready for me to come home... they keep telling me all about my room, and how pretty it is. Mommy also says that once she gets off her duff she'll post more pictures. She also asks that you guys forgive her slacking.

The social worker Carrie made us ornaments with our pictures in them. Mine's a snowman, and looks really great-- cuz there's a picture of me right in his belly!! I'm a cutie, I have to admit... who can deny it, really? Mommy says I'm the handsomest boy in the world, and Daddy agrees. He says someone has to have the looks in the family, and guess what? I got em!! :-D

Ok... back to Cole's farewell party. The twins across the hall hooked us up with some sugar water, so we've got the binkys covered with it, and everyone's feeling a little fine.

BYE COLE!!! WE'LL MISS YOU, AND GOOD LUCK!!!

--Jack