5 months old

Our little man turned 5 months old today, on his Nana Radford's birthday that also starts with a "5." He is constantly changing everyday and always makes us laugh. Daddy put his work hat on his little head and luckily, his head couldn't fill it out. Although everyone that Jeremy works with assumes that Jackson has a big noggin' like his dad, and even when they see him, there is always a comment on how he got his dad's head, but his head is average size. I don't get it, but then again, I don't get a lot of what those weirdo's in the military are talking about. Just KIDDING - kinda!

{Look at all those chins - LOVE IT!}

Now what you can't see unless you look really hard in this picture is Jeremy has drool in his hair, down the center of his forehead, all over his shirt and all that drool connects to the drool on Jackson's shirt and up to his chin. It was the stretchiest, gooiest, U-shaped drool I've ever seen. We were dying laughing, almost peed the pants, but it was hilarious. Just glad it didn't happen to me because I'm sure it wouldn't have been this funny. YUCKY!
It is amazing at all the babies that are born to people in the military. We were at a "Going Away" dinner tonight for a few guys that are in Jeremy's squadron and it was a family thing. So everyone brought their kiddos along. One family alone had 6 kids with one on the way - AMAZING. Not one couple came without at least one kid, but most had 3 or more in tow. I just thought, if this base wasn't in this small town, the hospital would probably only deliver about 10 kids a week. We just have such an impact on these small towns where military bases are; too bad the locals really just want us to leave. If we left, the economy would be nothing and the resources that our military provides for places like this are amazing. But enough about the military, although it is my life and I could probably join just on the knowledge I have accrued by hearing all the talk - ha ha.

No plans once again for this week or weekend. Jeremy starts a new masters class and has class Friday, Saturday and Sunday - fun fun. So that's two new ones for this term and hopefully only a few left to go before he is done. He just LOVES school and school work - I don't get it, but hey, one of us has to know all about International Relations, right? We will be home in two weeks from tomorrow and every time I think about it, my heart sinks into my stomach with anxiety. I just PRAY that Jackson doesn't scream his way across America and we make it in one piece - YIKES! Have a glorious rest of the week y'all.