Here are a few pictures of the boys playing...




Here is Jack showing off his new "where is your head?" trick...








What an exceptional weekend! We hope yours was just as special. Happy Easter to all!
(More pictures of Jack's Easter weekend in his 11 month album)




Jack is eleven months old today. We are nearing the end of babyhood and toddler days are right around the corner. It is so hard for me to believe. I have enjoyed everyday of Jack's baby life, but am anxiously awaiting to see what the next stage has in store for us. It has been a WONDERFUL month with new feats, lots of laughs, and plenty of growing. I don't want to forget any of this, so this post is going to be rather detailed and lengthy. Here is everything you ever wanted to know about Jack Henry Cibula and more...



e pegged his personality yet. He is starting to get a wonderful sen
se of humor though. His giggle is the best sound in the world. I will embarrass myself to no end just to hear it. Although, Daddy is the best at getting the laughs out of Jack. I would definitely say that Jack is a happy baby, unless he is sick, tired or hungry, but isn't that the case with all boys? But, if I had to describe Jack in one word it would be intense. His emotions are always at full throttle when we are at home. If he is happy, the whole house shakes with his squeals and giggles. But, if he is upset, the whole neighborhood can hear his whines. Out in public or around new faces, he is somewhat different. He will get that curious Jack look and study everything around him. It almost looks as if he is trying to solve the problems of the world or memorize everything that he sees. Once he warms up, the intense Jack settles in, and emotions run high, whether happy or upset. I always smile when people ask me, "is he always this mellow?". Funny thing is, I don't see anything mellow about him. He may appear that way, but he is actually in deep thought, soaking it all in. I always hoped he would have Clay's more laid back personality, but I think he has got a little more of me in him. If I had to guess, I would say, Jack got Daddy's looks and Mommy's personality (with a bit of his own originality in there). The way he is changing everyday, who knows if that will always be the case. All I know is we love him no matter who he looks or acts like.
We were invited to an Easter Extravaganza today at the Atlanta Speech School. If you know anything about that school, it was guaranteed to be extravagant. When we woke up to snow flurries outside our window, I was slightly disappointed. Everything was going to be moved inside. However, that wasn't the most disappointing part. The biggest disappointment was that Jack wouldn't be able to wear his spring like Easter suit! Oh well, we dressed him according to the weather and out the door we went. I was pleasantly surprised to see the Easter Bunny when we arrived. Perfect...now I wouldn't have to drag Jack to the dreaded mall for a bunny picture. Unfortunately, Jack didn't share my feelings. We approached the life sized bunny and Jack immediately gave both Clay and I a look of skepticism. Pu
shing the photo opportunity, we placed Jack on the furry bunny's knee. What began as a faint whine turned into a "okay, enough of this guy" whine. So three "not so good" pictures later, Jack was back in our arms. His skepticism really never went away for the rest of the afternoon. He was constantly looking out of the corner of his eye to make sure that big furry white guy was no where around. We tried to distract Jack with lunch, which worked for a while. He was actually more interested in the Easter basket and eggs used as table decorations. Next we were off to the petting zoo to see some Easter animals. Jack loves animals, so I thought this was sure to cure his skeptical behavior. Still not over the shock of the Easter bunny, Jack carefully assessed the situation. He began with a gentle touch to the goose who came to meet him. Thinking he was content, we placed him in the petting zoo with the animals. He was greeted by a sheep, a bird, a rabbit, a chicken and even a pig. The look on his face said, "these aren't like the ones in the books
we read". He made several glances back to make Mommy and Daddy to ensure we were still near by. Of course we were always within arms reach. The thought crossed his mind to touch one of the farm friends and then his skepticism would take over. Not too sure of his new acquaintances, Daddy decided to take Jack out and let him observe from the outside of the gate. A much more relaxed Jack gazed on. When it was time to go, we bundled Jack up and started to stroll on out. However, something of interest caught Jack's eye. He pointed and babbled on until we realized he wanted a balloon. Anything to make him happy at this point. He really had his eye on the pink
one, but we thought yellow would be more appropriate for our boy's boy. One yellow balloon later, Jack was a happy camper and we were home bound at last. So until next year, we can assume the Easter bunny is not exactly on Jack's favorite list of holiday characters. Only time will tell if he changes his skeptical opinion of the hoppy bunny....we'll try again next spring! (More of Jack's Easter adventure in his 10 month album)

I know I shouldn't be complaining but, Jack has been sleeping a lot lately. So much, that I've called the pediatrician twice and we even went in for a visit yesterday. It all started on Saturday when he went down for his afternoon nap. At 2:00 we put him in his crib and he didn't get up until 5:30. I must of checked on him 8 times and each time he was perfectly fine. By evening, he was ready for his usual bed time with no problem at all. Then Sunday he averaged about 2 1/2 hours for each nap. That is an hour more than usual for nap time. So, being the paranoid Mom that I am, I called the pediatrician. They said to just watch him, check on him often (as if I needed that advice), and if I was still concerned to call back on Monday. No other symptoms gave me any reason to be alarmed so we waited until Monday. Everything was back to normal by then, or so I thought. Then Tuesday came...more loooong naps! But, again, nothing else to cause concern. By evening he was ready for bed at 5:00. I had to do everything, short of standing on my head, to make him wait until 6:30 to hit the crib. And that was even a whole hour before Jack's normal bed time. On Wednesday he pulled another 3 hour morning nap. He only woke up because we opened his door to let a little noise in. He finally aroused sleepy eyed and groggy. That's it, I thought, another call to the pediatrician. I was hoping they would say, "it's really no big deal", but instead they wanted to see him..."just in case". Upon arriving at the office, Jack was happy, giggly and loving all of the compliments from the nurses. He has become quite the baby celebrity around East Cobb Pediatrics....does this mean we're there too much? Regardless, we saw the doctor, and everything checked out fine. No ear infections, no cough, no sore throat, no fever, no flu, nothing. I have to say I was very relieved, but still curious as to what has been making Jack so lazy these days. He is eating great, playing hard, and getting plenty of night time sleep....what is the problem? The doctor said, "not to worry, he may just be growing or possibly carrying a little virus with no other symptoms". I don't know if that answer is good enough for me. I wanted something concrete that I could blame his extra zzz's on. I should be happy though, right? This is what I worked so diligently on those first few months of Jack's young life...long hard naps. And as a positive result Jack is a slave to his nap schedule. But the other part of me fears I've created a napping monster. I'm sure, as always, this is just another stage and it too shall pass. Like I said, I know I shouldn't be complaining, I guess I'm just wondering. To cure my wonderment, I have to continue to remind myself that anything is better than half naps or no naps...and we've been through it all!

March roars in like a lion and leaves like a lamb". Today the adage proved to be untrue. Clay, Jack, Cosby, and I enjoyed a beautiful start to March right in our own front yard. With temperatures in the high 60s and the glorious sun beaming down on us it was hard to resist being outside. Daddy worked on chainsawing fallen trees in our yard from the terrible storm and possible tornado that came through our neighborhood earlier this week. Yes, I said tornado...(that is a whole other story in itself). And yes, I also said Daddy and chainsaw in the same sentence...(mind you, he had a little guidance from our friendly neighbor). Jack and I practiced first steps behind his new walking toy. He was off and away until he would run into a bumpy patch in the grass, then a little frustration would set in. I was there to help and off he would go again. It was very exciting to see Jack motivated to stand and actually move forward. Although, I think we have a long road ahead of us before independent walking. In between walki
ng practice, Jack and I sat in the grass and soaked in the rays, talked to neighbors, waved at dogs walking past, and watched Daddy hard at work. Daddy even took a few breaks to hang with us. Cosby enjoyed every minute. As much as I love warm weather, Cosby loves it double. Not to mention, he had his whole family to lounge in the grass with. He was in doggy heaven. It was a beautiful lazy afternoon...my favorite! Days like today make me wish that "lion" would never rear his ugly roar. 
