Checking in

Howdy all, Dad here. Hehe... that's the first time I think I've ever called myself dad in writing. Of course, in order to really make my parents proud, I'll start referring to Rebecca as mother. (My dad likes to call my mom that in order to grate on her nerves). And, I had to fight the temptation to spell grate as great in that sentence to further incite my mom to wrath... or comment, or something.

So, I'm here to talk a little bit about my son. He's... well, he's been grumpy today. And no, he's not just mirroring his dad's moods. I was grumpy yesterday. Not really, but anyway... I thought I'd post some screamy, grumpy pictures, and then later let Rebecca post some happy, smiley pictures.

Oh, and for the record, my commentary will be below the picture, whereas my wife does hers above each one.
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So, this is a grumpy Luke in a cute-and-old-enough-that-it-belonged-to-his-mom West Virginia onesie that he's already out-grown. In the corner you can see one of his awesome custom burp cloths, courtesy Jaclyn and Vince. Super cute... and super angry. I think his mom had mentioned the loss to Pitt that cost us a National Championship spot last December, but I can't be sure.



This is Luke in his first West Virginia hat, received at his shower at church. It's a little big, but he's excited about it. He just needed a nap when this picture was taken.



This face cracks me up... It looks just like my "are you serious?" face. Yeah, eight weeks old and already a skeptic.

And, last but not least, this is the "If you don't fix this situation right quick, I'm going to snap" face. He is getting more predictable in his personality and his mood changes, and it's a whole lot of fun.

Of course, lest you think I imply that he is grumpy all the time, let me just say that I scoured about 250 pictures to find these 4 semi-grumpy ones. In spite of my appreciation for the grumpy pictures, he's happy a lot more than he is grumpy. And boy do we love him.

Dadcrest, out.