Perspective

Perspective is what we see when we see our child growing up right before our eyes. It is the difference 2 months can make. Two months past not being able to crawl. Two months away from being 1 year old.

Perspective allows us to see the many different things that he does each day to develop. Standing with help. Standing on his own. He talks more and more each day while trying out new sounds with his lips and all four of his teeth.

Jude is amazing. The way he can figure things out so quickly. Picking things up (Weeble-Wobbles) and put them in their place (on top of their tree house). He chases the cats and lies on the one he can catch (Napoleon).

He is definitely a water baby. Although he loves bath time he loves his baby pool and the toddler pool at the Salt City Splash in Hutchinson where Nonna and Papa live. That was a fun day.

It's nearly impossible to not melt when he smiles and laughs, which is most of the time. Jude gets fussy from time to time (darn teeth). No matter what he does we (of course) think it's the best thing since sliced bread.

Jude may be teething. He may be going through a growth spurt from time to time. A table or a chair might get in his way. It doesn't matter. He keeps on ticking. The Jude abides.

Rollin' Hard

Okay, so the term "Rollin' Hard" is in reference to someone who may or may not be in a gang who has a suped up ride that rises and lowers on hydraulics. In this case it is in reference to a certain cute, baby boy who, up until now, could only roll from his back to his stomach. Once he gets on his stomach it would be like a fish out of water flopping around on a dock after being clumsily let off of the hook it was realed in on.

It was around 12:30 p.m. when I received the phone call. Erin called me with amazing news! After a ton of tummy time and frustrated attempts Jude FINALLY rolled over from his stomach to his back. Whew! It's a relief to know that he can consistantly do this now that he has been rockin' the crib.

He is just growing up before our very eyes. Everything from the little things all the way to the big accomplishments are celebrated with Jude. We celebrate so much that his next, new thing just might be clapping his hands and saying, "Yeah, Jude!"

Anyway, this is a fantastic accomplishment. You are probably all freaking out that I blogged twice in the same week. Unorthodox, yes. But it was too much to resist. I'm sure there will be more reasons to blog in the days and weeks to come. Until then the Jude abides.

Almost 7 Months!

Sitting up on his own, loving his walker, and having a ton of conversations. Of course the conversations consist of dada dada dada or flatout excitable screaming. None the less, we love talking with Jude. He just has so much to say about everything.


His attention span has increased a lot in regard to the different colorful toys, blocks, cups, etc. we put in front of him. He does pretty good with reading. Grandpa Langston and Jude have read plenty of books.


Two teeth! They are here. Those things are really sharp when they first come in. Great! Sharp teeth and sharp fingernails. This way he can rip your face off and chew it. I'm not saying he is a cannibal, but hey.


His personality is really coming along. We thought he was irresistable at 3 months. Now that Jude is almost 7 months we are having a blast with him. He loves the cats and bouncing with us on the exercise ball. This is a new development after having fun with Grandpa Langston on the exercise ball.

A lot of firsts this weekend. First time to the Wichita Art Museum. First basketball game (first of many!). First time in church daycare. It's fun to have firsts.

No matter what firsts he experiences Jude takes them all in stride. And much like all things he does...the Jude abides.

New Post

Yikes! It has certainly been a while since I have posted on Jude's blog. For that I apologize. That being said I usually pop in once in a while with a blog post apologizing for how long it has been since I last posted. Truth be told I usually don't have a spare moment when I am home to do the blog. This is the only computer I can truly blog from due to the pictures being stored on here.

He rolls over. He jibber-jabbers. He drools. He stays sitting up on his own. The solid foods are some of his favorite things to eat (i.e. SWEET POTATOES!!!).

Jude is certainly getting longer. Erin thinks that he has lost some of the fat-weight due to how active he is. My thoughts? We are getting stronger from carrying him around. Chunky babies are healthy babies or so they say.

Mr. Big Stuff is trying (we think) to talk. He is a talker. So every chance we get we try to get him to say Mamma. Why Mamma? Why not Dadda or Vagabond? Erin is the main reason Jude is so far along and so happy. So I say why NOT have his first word be Mamma? She will cherrish that forever. We all knew he would be a Mamma's boy. It was only a matter of time.

When Jude smiles he uses his entire face. The best part of his smile (other than the gums) are his eyes. He has the way of smiling with his eyes that make you feel like he knows how you are feeling and how he wants you to feel. It is impossible to resist his beautiful eyes. He has his mother's eyes. With that in mind I want all of you Harry Potter fans to know that I am not comparing my son to the famous boy wizard. Jude is a muggle. So he can't be from wizarding folk.

I would say that I am going to try to blog more often than I have been. But don't hold your breath. Enjoy it while it lasts. Until the next time...the Jude abides.

First Christmas

There are many firsts that we have the privilege of sharing with our baby, Jude. First time he sees his hand for what it is, first smile that doesn't have gas behind it, first real laugh, etc. Each new moment he experiences we are there to share it with him and see it through his eyes. You see, these moments are firsts for us too. Although we have experienced our own firsts we don't remember the ones from our infancy. It seems as though this makes it that much more fun and surreal.


Jude's first Christmas is on the books. It was fun and eventful. Some travel was involved. But then again it wouldn't be a holiday without some sort of travel. Oddly enough, it was Jude's first trip to Hutchinson to see his Nonna and Poppa Myers. Yes, they only live 40 minutes away, but they do come to see us quite often.

His first night in Hutchinson, Jude put in 6 and 1/2 hours of sleep. What?!? This is unheard of for 'The one who sleeps in spurts' (his Native American name). I don't know if it was our scent or the baby scent that put my parent's new cat, Malcolm, in a mood, but he didn't really enjoy our presence until the last day of our visit.

After our time in Hutchinson, we hopped in the car back to Wichita. Although it was nice to be home, we reloaded with in 2 hours and were back on the road to iced over Tulsa to see Megan, Andy, and to attend Erin's grandma's 90th birthday party. Our short stay at the Brown residence was most excellent. We were able to relax after experiencing the Tulsa road conditions. The next day we made it to the party. It was a great time with lots of family and Langston friends.

Back in the car. We journeyed back to Wichita where we were able to exchange gifts with Erin's parents, Amy and Justin. Jude once again raked in some awesome Christmas presents. Some of them are for now while others are for down the road. Jude is definitely all set for the time being thanks to loving family.

Hope you enjoy some of these photos. Even though some of you were able to experience these pictures first hand it is always good to match your own image with the actual one taken in the moment. Live in the moment. There won't be another first Christmas for Jude. It doesn't matter. His first one was legendary. Until the next Christmas...the Jude abides.

Real Food!

Jude has officially moved on to the real stuff. That's right! He got tired of milk (although he still drinks it) and wanted something solid.


Baby food it is, my little man! He eats applesauce, rice cereal, and carrots. But let us not forget his favorite meal of them all...sweet potatoes. A man after our own hearts.


For a while Jude had been fussing with the bottle in regards to breast milk. We thought something was wrong with him. After our doctor tried to feed him he gave Jude the diagnosis of being a 'terd,' which is curable. You give him solid food.

He loves it! We love that he loves it. He is such a happy baby boy. Once again Jude has figured out how to communicate with us. And once again...the Jude abides.

The Fam

We have started to take more and more family photos. Family photos in the sense of Erin, Jude, and I. This past weekend was great because both sets of Grandparents were able to hang out and see Jude for his first Halloween. I seriously hope Jude isn't half as weird as some of the kids who came to our door on the evening of Halloween. Yikes!

Halloween weekend was good not only because of Erin's parents being in town but also because of Jude's best night yet. Friday night was the night Jude slept the most in a night. He went to bed about 11:45 p.m. and slept until 4 a.m. After eating he went back down until 7 a.m. Wow! It was nice. Especially for Erin.


Jude liked his costume for all of 10 minutes. I'm not sure if it was the snuggness, warmth or the papparazi. Flash, flash, flash! Poor guy. But seriously, who wouldn't want to take a ton of photos of a baby in a giraff costume?

Jude is inching closer to when we can begin to introduce some rice cereal into his diet. We're told he may sleep through the night when this happens. We shall see about that. Next week Jude is 3 months old. Life has just begun for Jude. There are going to be so many new things for him. He has already started to investigate his hand seemingly saying to himself, "I have the power!" as he stares in amazement and wonder at this wonderful addition to his arm. No matter what life throws his way I'm sure the Jude will abide.