I can't believe....

I can't believe...
it's been a month already! Time does fly. I look at Alexandria and that for sure holds true! I'm sure I'll be looking at a walking, talking Zachary before I know it, too.

I can't believe...
how idiotic some people can be! People in the complex have been shooting off fireworks all weekend. That's fine. (Even though you probably shouldn't shoot off fireworks in a townhouse complex to begin with..). But tonight - the neighbours are shooting them directly into the ravine that's filled with trees! We're keeping our eyes peeled for a fire to start... Well, at least they're not shooting them at the townhouses (that we know of). We need to move before our IQs drop too far simply by living here!

I can't believe...
how strong the Yovanoff gene is! With John, I think it was in his early 20s. With Jean-Paul, it was during his teens. With poor Zachary - four weeks. Yes, the poor little dude is losing his hair. And not uniformly all over his head. Oh no. Just the top (for now anyway). So, he's got a billiard ball top with the little peach fuzz he was born with on the sides and back. He really does look like an old man (I mean his daddy) now! (I know the hair falling out is a perfectly normal thing to happen to babies, but it does look a little silly at the moment!

I can't believe...
that I still haven't gotten around to taking those newborn pictures I really want to do. To quote Jack Bauer: "We're running out of time!" I want to do the "hands" and "feet" pictures, as well as some cute naked newborn shots I've seen done. If we're going to do it, we better get our butts in gear - at least Zachary's butt in gear.