Monday, June 29, 2009

Not much

Catching me asleep is sort of like seeing a unicorn

Well today was a pretty uneventful day, nothing too exciting to report on.  So I thought I would vent about a personal issue.  (Other than the second half collapse by the Americans yesterday) With the exception of this one blog, I can't use my arms or legs, and it is supremely frustrating.  I have them, I just can't use them.  Its not as though I don't try, I kick and squirm as much as possible and I now know what a fish out of water feels like.  Imagine trying to scratch an itch above your eyebrow, but instead of scratching it with a finger, your fist rolls over your nose instead.  Its like staring at a blank check with your name on it from Oprah but no matter what bank you take it to, no one will cash it.  So if anyone is wondering why I spend the majority of my day crying, now they know.  Until next time, live long and prosper.
Jordan makes a great pillow.

New Swing

Hello again.
Well its late and I am currently chilaxing in a new baby swing that Jordan brought me, so I am feeling pretty sleepy.  So its going to be a short one. 
Yesterday was a fun day,  mostly for Mom and Dad.  After they begged me for a night off all day I decided to give them one.  Mom definitely earned it and I couldn't very well let her go out by herself,  (I would have been up all night worrying about her)  so I let Dad go with her only if they agreed to drop me off at grandma's house.  They went to the Real Salt Lake soccer game together where they ran into some friends and family and had a pretty good time.  I was pretty jealous that I didn't get to go with them, but I knew Dad was going to watch the US mens game with me the next day.  More about that game later, actually, lets talk about that now.  It was a great first half and a horrible second half, and I was a roller coaster of emotions.  Dad took the loss pretty well though.  I on the other hand cried about it for hours after I got home.  Well I am struggling to keep my eyes open so I think I am going to call it a night.  Until next time.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Sup people.
Its about 7 am on Saturday the 27'th and I have been up for about an hour with dad, and about two hours with mom before that.  So I thought I would get a blog in.  
You know I haven't been up this early in a while, but it gives me a chance to appreciate this part of the morning, watch the sunrise, and collect my thoughts.  I know Mom and Dad like the morning too because I heard them arguing over who wanted to wake up with me.  I tried to tell them that they could both hang out with me if they wanted but I guess they misunderstood because I was with Mom first and Dad after that.  I don't know why they didn't just wake up at the same time, seems easier to me.
Enough about me though, its time to talk about my day yesterday.  Went for a little drive with coolest people in the world (Mom and Dad) after they cleaned the house for Jordan when she comes to visit.  We all went so Mom could get fitted for a brides maid dress, Dad looked bored.  I guess we are all going to Texas for a wedding.  Mom says I am going to love Texas.  After that Dad went into work at the Olive Garden, and a little later Mom and I went into visit him where even more people told me how cute I was.  Well actually they told Mom, but its the same thing. (Side note:  If this many people are telling me I am "so cute" then it must be true, right?  Right.  So I am putting it out there as a fact to go along with gravity and Santa Clause, I am really good looking.  Glad I got that off my chest).  Everybody I meet keeps telling the CPW (Coolest People in the World) "congratulations".  I haven't quite figured out why yet, but when I do I will be sure to let my peeps know.  Until then, peace out.

When I took this picture I was trying to figure out what that sound was that just came from my diaper.  It kind of sounded like a duck, but I didn't see one around when it happened.  

Friday, June 26, 2009

Hello again.  Well yesterday was quite an adventure.  It started out as a pretty typical morning, up at 7 for breakfast, did a little cardio, light snack then lunch at noon right before I took my afternoon nap.  It was the afternoon that was the fun part.  I managed to pee on three outfits and two blankets, mom was pretty tee'd.  After dad left for work I thought mom was taking ME outside, turns out she was really taking Sebastian out instead.  I know what your thinking, I thought it was kind of rude too.  
Sebastian, as far as I can tell, is a furry baby with a slightly higher level of mobility than myself.  Mom and dad feed him, bathe him, clean up his poop, and he wines all the time.  He usually wines the most when ever mom is feeding me, he is a highly jealous creature.  But man, Dad sure likes to yell at him.
So after Mom chased Sebastian to try and get him back inside, I decided to help, so I yelled at him too.  I really thought Mom would have appreciated the help, she didn't seem to like my way of helping though.  I continued to cry for the next six hours while dad was at work, I can't really remember why, just felt like doing it I guess.  Maybe I just really missed dad, because when he got home he took me for a drive.  We went all the way up to Lagoon then out to the Great Salt Air then down to the E Center.  We finally got back home at about 1:30 in the morning and I was pretty tired by then.  Even though Mom didn't come on the drive with Dad and I, she was pretty tired too, still don't know why.  
That wraps up Thursdays activities for ya.  
Below is a picture of me.  I am going to do a self portrait a day for a whole year so you can track my growth with me.
Beckam Reeves
Peace out homies!

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Nice to meet you

Well this is the first official post to my blog.  I will try to post a daily blog to satisfy all of my fans and keep them up to date with my life.  It will be a little difficult to do this though because I really haven't figured out how to control my arms and legs yet, or how to move for that matter.  So please be patient.  I entered this world over two weeks ago on June 8th., so here is a little summary as I remember it
It was at 11:12 P.M. (at least thats what I was told) and after a large plunger was attached to the top of my head, I opened my eyes for the first time and man was it bright.  I was absolutely freezing and really confused,  I didn't really know what was going on. I was being passed around from one place to the next.  I heard some one say  "Six pounds eleven ounces and 20 inches long", no idea what that meant. After a few hectic minutes I was finally wrapped up nice and tight and looking at the most beautiful thing in the world, my mother.  She looked a little tired but I could tell that I was going to like her.  The next face I saw was my Dad's and I can't help but notice that his hair is just like mine, handsome devil.  I couldn't figure out why he was so excited though.  Actually I know why, I am pretty great after all. Why else would so many people wanna hang out with me and take my picture? 
After a few frustrating days in the hospital I finally figured out how to get food in my mouth and where to go to do it. A day after that Mom, Dad and I finally leave the hospital and go home.  The outside world is HUGE.  When we get home I am relieved to see that Grandma Tefteller is staying with us, because as much as I love mom and dad I don't think they really know what they are doing.  Well, Mom might be ok, but Dad definitely needs some help.  After a few days of eating, pooping and sleeping, ReeRee leaves and I am a little concerned about my well being.  So I cry, alot, to voice my displeasure.   I cry often over the next few days, for no reason really, mostly just to keep mom and dad up late at night.
Well I hope that brings everybody up to date. Below are a few pictures of myself, there were thousands to choose from so I just put up a few of my favorites.
Day one.  I know, I can't believe how good I look either.
My first bath....check out the hair
Me, mom and dad on fathers day
I told mom that I would put dad to sleep for her, he gets cranky when he doesn't have a nap.

PS... I have really got this peeing thing down.  So far I have peed on dad (twice), mom, and a few others with out my diaper on, and I swear it never gets old. They freak out every time.