I told MTCoffinz that I'd post this as soon as I was able to take pics. Here's my hoodied jacket that I attacked with fabric paint (note, all swirls are free hand, the rest are stenciled):




Front pockets


right shoulder


left sleeve

I ended up not putting the wings on the back like I had planned. I just realized that now that the baby was here, I'd never get around to putting them on there and that it was just too much for the jacket, what with everything else on it.

oh and here's a onesie that I did with some of the same swirly design



I've got some more onesies that I stenciled, I'll post them another time when I'm not so tired.

That one special part of Linsey.. that part where she stops procrastinating and actually follows through with something she claims she's going to do... has emerged! Last night I actually sat down and did some stencils on onesies. I think there are at least 5 or six that I did. I also did a bleach stencil on my new purse that I got from Hot topic. I don't have pics yet, but I will soon. I'm not done yet either... I still have a number of blank onesies and stencil idea's that I want to do. I'm crafting again.... after the longest crafting dry spell.... all I was having was idea's and no motivation to actually follow through with half the projects that I had in mind. Yay!

Going to Sean's tomorrow, can't wait. I miss mah hun!

Linsey

Here I sit waiting for lil Sean to fall asleep. Usually he's a sleep by now.. well ever since he got on a regular schedule. I have no clue what screwed up his schedule tonight. He was awake for a good part of the day and took his nap. I know last night he had a really bad colic episode. Me and my mom were both trying to console him for a good 2 1/2 hours. I finally got him to go to sleep. I just wish he'd do that now. I'm so tired I could fall asleep on my feet.

On a more positive note... he thinks he's funny.... lol. Whenever he's being fussy while in his bed, I'll go to put the binky in his mouth and he'll grin real big like it's a game to him. He's too cute.

Tomorrow (today) I've got thank you notes to write and I've got to go through some of Little Man's clothes and hats and stuff to see what he's already grown out of so I can make room for the next sizes up. I can't believe how bug he's gotten already. He'll be two months old this friday! He also has his two month check up, which means shots..... he's not going to be a happy baby

Anyway, I'm going to go and see if he's asleep and then to try and get some myself.

Linsey

Once again, a craft idea makes its way into my head. I have a second zip up hoodie that dark forrest green. I have a Flyleaf idea in mind for that one. Oh and I've decided that I'm going to experiment with bleach and bleach gel pens on the clothing. Really got to try and talk my dad into going to Wal-Mart tomorrow to pick some things up. Bastards better have my loom set that I want. lol.

Oh and by the way. You'll probably notice that there are no comments what so ever on my past blogs. That's because I just recently (like in the past 4 months) created this journal, and transfered all of my entries from my MySpace page. I'm still using MySpace. I had an old Live Journal... but I got bored with it. I also got sick of my user name. If you'd like to check it out take a look talenatat. I haven't used it in over a year I think. This one I plan on using for my crafting.... that is If I can stick to my resolutions.

Bah! My first post of the year and I'm going absolutely bonkers right now. I want to start my crafting resolutions, but Little Man barely lets me put him down for a second. And when I finally get him to quiet down and go to sleep, I'm too tired to do anything. And then to top it off, I can't decide which project I'm going to start on first. It's a toss up between this purse recon I want to do, or my PaPa Roach hoodie idea. Not to mention I have one hoodie I started on before the baby was born and I haven't finished it yet. Then there are all of these other craft idea's that I want to work on, yet I want to work on them all at once! It's driving me insane! lol.

Came across this user here on Live Journal yesterday. Man oh man does she have some interesting projects. She owns her own store. She does all of this alternative clothing. the kind of stuff you'd think you'd find in Hot Topic, only this stuff is better. The kind of stuff that I'd kill to have. She's got a 12 year old son, who she makes stuff for too. See that's what I want to be.. I want to be the cool mom. I want my son to be able to look at the stuff that I make and beg me to make him one too. I just have to get into sewing. It's not my forte' lol. Anyway. Here is the list of projects I want to work on and actually start and FINISH here in the year 2008:

*Phrased onesies for my son which include the following:
- Fuss Bucket
- Splody Butt! (I don't think I need to explain that one, lol)
- Time Bomb
- Grandpa's Little Harley Rider or Grandpa's Little Biker Buddy
- Make Poop (This one will only make sense to those who know who Mr. Safety from YouTube is)
- Hey Little Sparta (Again, a Mr. Safety reference)
- I may possibly do a LonelyBaby15 one (need I explain? lol)
- My hand prints


*Finish the Faux Hawk hat for my son
*Finish his knitted baby blanket
*I plan on cutting his name out from cardboard and building them up with paper mache' to put on the wall
*Work on his baby book and scrapbook and Start a scrapbook for my boyfriend
*I have a purse I'm going to recon
*I want to make a couple of scoodies, one for my and one for my mom
*Knit a couple of scarves
*I have a Zip Up hoodie that I started some fabric paint work on, it's almost finished, all I have to do is put the silver wings on the back
*I have a plain black hoodie that I'm going to put a PaPa Roach reference on
*I also have a plain black t-shirt, I'm going to put Flyleaf across the front of it and put a hood on it.
*There are also some hooded -shirts that I want to make too.

There will be more projects. I'm sure of it. Just about every time I go onto craftster.org or CraftGrrl I find something that gives me inspiration. Oh and I plan on having a album, in my pictures, dedicated to just my crafts. I will probably regret this (because it'll be more projects than I can handle), but if anyone has any cool idea's as far as baby onesies go, let me know.

Linsey

Ok... I lied, this is my last one of the year. A long time ago I made a resolution, to never make a resolution again. I'm breaking that tonight. I have a number of resolutions to make.

1. Find a well paying job to help Sean and I find a place to raise our son
2. Lose weight, I had actually started doing that without knowing it before I got pregnant with Little Man. I use to be 265lbs (no kidding). Right after I found out I was pregnant, I found out that I had gotten down to 229lbs. I gained about 20lbs through the whole pregnancy, and I'm now back down to 232lbs. I found my old work Shivers Custard work shirt from when I was 16... It now fits me better than it did then.
3. Finish all projects I started on.
4. Start on the projects I want to do, and finish them
5. When I do find said job... start a savings account for Little Man.

There were some more, but I can't remember them right now.

So yeah. This is the first New Years eve in YEARS that I haven't drank. I need to fix that. I think I'll have a beer after I give Little Man his last bath of the year. lol.

Linsey
(anyone notice yet that I stopped spelling my name Linzie a long time ago?)

This will be my last blog of the year. It's new years eve. Guess where I'm spending it? At home. I'm not complaining that I'm spending it with my son. That's not what's bothering me. It's the fact that this is the second year in a row that I haven't gotten to spend it with Sean. Last year he went off and hung out with his friends and I wasn't allowed to come. It was our first New Years, and his friends were more important. This year he claims that none of his friends are having parties. I told him that I was just going to assume that he made plans that didn't include me, he said that he didn't have plans. I don't believe him (and yes, I know you'll be reading this Sean). Sean and I have spent a grand total of one holiday together since we started dating a little over a year and half ago, and that was Thanksgiving last year.

I honestly feel that our relationship is falling apart, and it's killing me. He refuses to apologize to my mom even if it does make him the bigger person, and as long as he doesn't apologize, he's not allowed in the house. When I brought up to him that he needed to help me find ways over there and not to leave it all up to me, he basically said that because I refuse to move back that it HAS to be up to me. That's not fair. Because when I can't find rides over there, I get yelled at. I don't know what to do anymore. I'm stuck smack in the middle of all of this shit and I honestly just want to crawl into a hole and die. He just doesn't get it. He doesn't understand how dangerous it is for our son in the city, he thinks that just because he grew up in the city that it'll be the same. It's not. It's getting worse and worse all the time. He thinks nothing will happen to our baby... yeah... well I didn't think anything would happen to me walking home alone at night and look what happened... I was attacked and raped, not too far from there. Just because one thinks nothing will happen, doesn't mean it will happen that way. He also doesn't understand that his sister makes me absolutely miserable. Every time I'm over there she basically tries to tell me how to run my life. She completely ignores my wishes. I told her when I went over there on Christmas eve that I did not want my son sleeping in the bed with her. What did she do? She went behind my back and did it anyway. Then his mom questions me about why I don't want it to happen. I do not want to be under-minded when it comes to my son. Whoopty, his siter had one kid and helped raise him and his brother. She however did not give birth to Sean or Connie. She also doesn't seem like she could give a flying fuck about her own son. I also understand that his mom is relying on old school techniques when it comes to babies, but times have changed. It's not the same as when Stephanie was born, or from when Sean was born for that matter. All I'm saying, is do not under-mind me. I don't care if Sean says it's ok.. Sean didn't carry him for 9 months, go through 12 hours of labor, and then get cut open and have him removed, just to have something happen to him.

this is where you would have read a giant rant to Sean... but it's probably not a good idea for me to air OUR dirty laundry where everyone can see it.

Other than just letting our relationship just die, I don't know what to do. I worked so hard to keep from losing him.... I cannot go through another break up... it'll kill me. I seriously feel like I'm being punished for something I did in a past life. I feel like I'm losing everything.

Ok... lets see... I'm currently sitting here drinking soda and eating pringles. Little Man is in the other room throwing a fit because he wants me to hold him 24/7 lol.

Anyway. Christmas has come and gone. Didn't get to spend a lot of time with Sean because of the whole issue between him and my mom. I did however spend the night Christmas eve night (thanks again Megan for the ride, lurve you!).

Little Man made out like a bandit. He got a lot of stuff from the family He got a Bob Marley onesie from my cousin Nicole and a little Harley Davidson biker outfit from my brother James. I wasn't expecting much, honestly I wasn't. I wasn't focusing on myself at all this year, but I did get quite a bit. The one thing that I got that really, seriously almost brought tears to my eyes was this double picture frame with a pic of my mom holding me as a baby on one side and a pic of my holding Little Man on the other... Rich gave this to me. I love my best friend!

Anyway... I feel a little dufusy (yes I said dufusy) I've recently gotten into watching lonelygirl15 on youtube. Yes I know.... it's retarded... but I've become addicted. I've just sat here and watched it for the last 2 1/2 hours. I'm taking a break from it right now. I need to go and clean my room. It's been taken over by christmas gifts. lol

Also... I've had some craft idea's running through my head. I finally got my plain black hoodie back from Sean's house. Connie had commendered it for a while, just like he did last year. He left it in Sean's room so I snatched it as soon as I saw it. I've had something special in mind for it. Also. I found a plain black t-shirt the other day and I plan on putting something Flyleaf related on it. I also need to get to work on the purse I plan on re-vamping, and stuff for the baby. I started making a faux hawk knitted hat for him. I can't wait to see how it turns out. I'll post pics when it's done.

Anyway, I'm off to watch more lonelygirl er.... clean my room.

Oh, finally got a DVD player for my room. Rich had gotten a new dvd/vcr combo unit a few months back and gave me his old dvd player. CRAP!!!! I don't have a remote for it. Oh well I guess I'll just have to go by wal-mart and get a universal, lol. I think Rich and I are going to the Mills tomorrow, I'm not sure. Are we going to the Mills tomorrow Rich? Let me know.

I came across a blog while searching for knitting idea's. The blog belongs to a woman named Pam. She runs a donation called Hats for Alex. You can read about it by clicking on the link below.

Hats For Alex

You can read why she started this cause here

I've decided that I want to become a part of this. I emailed Pam and told her that I would like to start a donation collection of baby hats for the local hospitals around here. I'm gathering info from Pam before I start. What do you all think?

I don't know what to do, I'm seriously at a loss. Since the blog I posted about what had happened with Sean wanting to take me to court thing... it's died down. He's now talking about putting money away for a car and then for us to get a place together. I think he's come to realize that there's nothing he can do to get me to move back. I went over there last weekend, and there were a few things that happened with his family that proved that our son can't live there. Not to mention his sister tried to TELL ME that I was in fact moving back. I of course went into bitch mode and set her straight.... I do however think she still has it in her mind that I'm moving back. Fat Chance.

Back to where I feel like I'm losing. My mom was not at all happy that I went over there last weekend. All hell broke lose when I got home. My mom is still pissed off at Sean for the argument they had, and now she's even more pissed off that Sean didn't give me any money when he got his first pay check. Now I would have been pissed off too, however, His first check was not very big and he needed to get a bus pass. He can't quite put $100 in my hand like he said he would if he has no way of getting to and from work. My dad was the only one who seemed to understand. She then demanded that he's not allowed in the house until he apologizes and puts money in my hand. Mind you, this was last sunday she said this, Sean only gets paid every other week... he doesn't get his next check until tomorrow.... that's right, I haven't seen him since last Sunday. I haven't however told him what my mom said.. I'm too scared to. I know he'll yell and scream, and I'll feel like the bad guy. Then he'll start in on how I need to move back.

Then the shit hits the fan again this past sunday. We were over at my grandparents house and my grandma asks if Sean is coming for Christmas eve. I said I think so and then it happens. Mom flips out again. Apparently she had no intentions of being anywhere near Sean for a long time, which includes holidays... Sean is now not allowed to come over for christmas eve or christmas... again, I haven't told him yet... It's going to break his heart, and make him angry. I don't know what to do. Mom claims that she wants me to be happy... but how can I be happy if she's more or less preventing me from seeing Sean on Christmas? It's CHRISTMAS for fucks sake. Sure I can go over to Sean's on christmas eve after my grandparents and stay the night, and then come back home christmas afternoon to go to Gram's.... sure, no big deal... mom won't like it, but she doesn't care if I go over there that night.... they however will not drop me off nor will they pick me up. So I have no way of getting over there. I could possibly get someone to drop me off over there, but how the hell am I going to convince someone to pick me up on Christmas day to bring me back to my parents house?

This is suppose to be my favorite holiday and it's falling apart. My life is falling apart. It's getting closer and closer and I still need to tell him, but I'm scared to. And then when I mentioned to him yesterday that I might not have a way out to his house for Christmas, he instantly got angry with me "Fine, then don't come." He keeps making it look like it's all my fault. It's not like I can force someone to take me over there. I know that I should have a car and my license, I fucked that up a while ago... but that doesn't mean that he needs to take it out on me.

I don't know what to do.... I'm on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Irritating! I'm really and truly becoming more and more pissed of with the Shadows Of St. Louis game. Here's a little background info:

Almost a year ago, the game had a non working website with no updates what so ever. I, among other players, were not happy with this. I was constantly going to the site to see if there was even the smallest of updates, to find nothing. I finally got fed up with it.... I signed up on freewebs and 5 1/2 hours later was sending the link for a potential game website to Rich (who at the time was a story teller). He loved it, and it was decided that this would be the new SoStL website. I worked very VERY hard on this website and was so proud of it. In no time I had characters added, the court, the house rules and everything. Even game up with The Graveyard page for charaters who had died.

Fastforward to current times: Because of the baby being born, I may not be able to attend game for quite awhile. So the only game interation that I have is through the website and getting updates from Rich. I can't play Katherine even in soft roleplay because I need to send in my updated XP history. I only have half of this on Rich's computer, because my other half is on Sean's sisters computer, which is recently deceased. So until this is done, I rely on my beloved website.. which is my only source of game enjoyment.

Here comes the part that pisses me off. I'm the webmaster right? What do webmaster do? They are in charge of making updates... right? Well here's a question.... How is a webmaster suppose to do updates to a website for a public game, when said webmaster is not being given information in order to the updates? That's right. The SoStL website has been lying dormant for almost 2 1/2 months because I'm being ignored on the OOC boards. I have sent out, I don't know how many emails, asking for players to send me their character information, and asking for the ST's to send me their info, including which clans they are in charge of. In total, i have gotten ONE reply on character info, and that's from Megan. I'm mainly concerned about getting the ST's to respond. I told Rich tonight, that I'm giving it another week and if I do not receive any responce from the ST's, that I will have to shut down the website and it can be someone else's problem, because I'm sick of it. Granted. I'm not being paid to do this. I'm doing this because I want to, and it's a hobby for me. But what fun can it be if no one will even appreciate what I'm doing? It hurts, it really really hurts. Now I'm not faulting all of the ST's. Byron is being left out of the fuel to my fire because I know that he doesn't get to check his email all that often. Hell, being the manager to a popular restaruant.. who would have the time?

Those who know what I'm talking about, please let me know... am I justified in being angry? Even those who have no clue as to what the Game is I'm talking about, let me know.

End Rant

Sleepy time.... scratch that, baby's crying.......

Linsey

It's not him. Damn.

Another update... Little Man is a month old today!

I'm up because it't Little Man eat like a little piggy time, lol.

Anyway I figured that since I was up I might as well post a blog. I'm not entirely sure, but I think I may have found my cousin Cody. Not too many people know this aside from Rich and Sean, but my uncle (my mom's little brother) died when I was five years old. I do remember him and I miss him a lot. Now, he had a kid with his girlfriend Debbie. Cody was born after my uncle died. I have seen him once when I was younger when he and his mother happened to be shopping in the Schnucks near my house. My grandmother tried to get in contact with him as well, and was promptly told off by his mother. I've been searching for Cody for the past two year on myspace with very few leads and no luck. Now here comes the annoying yet funny part.... My mom decides to give it a whirl and find who we believe to be him, on the FIRST try. I mean this kid looks like my uncle and everything, and he was the only one who came up when she typed in his first and last name. I emailed him, and am waiting for a reply. I am however, fully preparing myself for him to either block me or email back going off on me. As far as we know, his mother has probably told him some pretty harsh untrue things about my grandmother and my mother.

He never got to meet his father. But I would hope that he would like to know what a great man he was. I would love to get to know the cousin I never really got to meet. I had even planned on naming my first born son John Cody after my uncle and my cousin (see how well that worked? lol).

Anyway, I'm gonna put Little Man back in his bed and try to get some more sleep

ta ta for now
Linsey

Plans of action tomorrow:
* Go through the tub of baby clothes in the bottom of my closet
* Go through all the baby magazines that I have and take out good info pages
* Work on Little Man's scrap books
* Go get Little Man's insurance taken care of
* Get WIC stuff taken care of
* Get some sleep

how many of these will I accomplish? Probably just Little Man's Insurance and WIC part, and that's about it. lol

I should be really happy right now.... I'm not. I've got so many god damned emotions running through me right now that it's giving me a headache. I've got this most precious gift, the most beautiful little boy and I'm completely torn. It udderly kills me that his daddy can't see him on a regular basis. Let me start at the begining.

Sean and I agreed that it'd be best if I moved back home until we were both able to get on our feet. So that we could afford our own place to raise our son. We both were also having severe issues with his sister. So that's what I did. It killed me that I wouldn't get to lay next to the man I love every night, but we knew it was best. We weren't splitting up, that wasn't going to happen.

Well, Sean was still on the hunt for a job and I found out that the McDonalds right up the street from my house was hiring and that the people there were awesome and that he wouldn't have to pay for his uniform, he'd get free food and so on. So he applies there and he gets the job... only they decide not to start him until after the baby is born, which was ridiculous. So.... Little Man gets here. We're all excited. When we bring him home we stop by his house first so that his mom and family can see him. I couldn't go up because of the c-section (they live upstairs in a 2 family), so dad took me to get my pain medication filled while they visit with Little Man.

So then the monday after we're home from the hospital, Sean comes over. Sean is still not scheduled to work because of the holiday at the end of the week... What???? That's bullshit! Sean should have demanded that they schedule him because of the baby. But no, they don't. My mom is getting more and more pissed off by the second. I understand that Sean should have had another job by this time, but it's really hard when no one will call you back after applying. So my mom decides to have a talk with the both of us, but mainly Sean. Now she kinda came at him a bit harshly, and Sean got pissed and retaliated. He said some things that pissed her off even more, and Sean left. My mom decided he wasn't allowed back in the house until he apologized and He said he wasn't comming back until she apologized. What the fuck!!!! I'm stuck in the middle with the baby.

Now, I was suppose to go over there this weekend to spend time with him and the baby could also spend time with him and his family. The baby got colicy really early yesterday morning, so it was decided that it was not a good idea to go over there. Sean's mom seemed to understand, but when Sean got home from work (yeah they started him this week), he flew off the handle. I understand that he wants to see his son, but it didn't seem to concern him that his son wasn't feeling well, he just wanted to see him. Then he's demanding to know when the next time it's going to be that he sees him. I have no friggin clue... it's not like I want him not to see Little Man, I want more than anything for that to happen. Then he starts telling me that I should move back home. Um no. That is not a good neighborhood for our son to be living in. He responds by saying that the baby is too little for anything to happen to him. Well no he's not too little. A fucking 5 year old was hit by a stray bullet somewhere off of Utah early last week. It went through the fucking brick and into his bed!!! That and there's not telling what could happen if we were to step out of the house to take him to a Dr.'s apt. Hell, something could happen to me. He thinks I don't trust him enough to protect me. I do trust him, but he's not always going to be there to do so.

There's also the issue with my parents having a house built in Jefferson county. I didn't think we'd be moving there until the end of March.... now it looks like the house will be finished by the middle of January. I don't know what to do... I know it's not safe for either of us down in the city, but I don't want to move so far away from the man I love who's the father of my child.

Then what I fear worst happens. Sean tells me that I have by monday evening when he gets off work to make a decision.... I either move back in with him and his family, or he'll take me to court for visitation rights. I ask him if that means he's basically breaking up with me... he says no. What the hell? How the hell is it that someone says they still love you and still want to be with you, yet threaten to take you to court? Well I guess he's going to have to take me to court... because I will not move back down there. I will not take my son where's he not safe. I will not move back to a place where I'm terrified to walk the dogs even in the daylight, and I will not move back into a house where I'm constantly degraded by a lazy ass 35 year old who won't even own up to her own fucking kid. I'm trying to keep my relationship alive. I don't want to lose Sean, and I'm scared that when I tell him it's not going to happen, that he's going to leave me.

My mom can sense that I'm upset and tries to get me to tell her what happened. I didn't tell her everything because I knew she'd flip out. I didn't tell her about the court thing. I do tell her however that it's killing me knowing that Sean can't see his son and that I miss him so much that it hurts. She then tells me that he's allowed back in the house but he can't be here every single day. Now, she is still irritated with Sean, but doesn't hate him so if he comes over after work, he's got to be out of the house by the time she gets home... which I hate that idea because that means he only gets to see the both of us for like two or three hours. But if he has to work later in the day he can come over before work which works out too. And he can come over on his days off too. But.... I'm determind to get over there next weekend. I however, need to find a bed for Little Man to keep over there. I know a friend mentioned something about possibly having a bassinet for him that we could have, but he hasn't contacted me back yet. My son will not sleep in an adult bed, will not happen. There have been too many cases of SIDS because of parents letting their infants sleep in their beds that I'm paranoid now. Everything makes me paranoid now, and anyone who knows me, knows that I'm not usually that way..... welcome to motherhood Linsey!

But this all doesn't take away from the fact that we'll still be moving. I'm scared. I thought that I'd have enough time to get a job and hopefully get a car to start off with... now there's not time at all.... I really don't know what to do. Shy of finding someone who'd be willing to let me stay with them until Sean and I got on our feet. We're keeping our fingers crossed that Patricks job will call him for an interview... but I'm scared that won't happen... they'd be starting him off with $18 an hour!!!

I'm starting to lose hope on my life ever being complete.... I'm starting to lose hope in our family staying together...... I'm just starting to lose hope.....W

You know what's really irritating? Getting up at 4:30 in the morning too feed my son and then not being able to fall back asleep... and it's not because of him...... my back is killing me..... It needs to be popped, I can tell, but I have not been able to pop my own back since before I worked at Sam's club. I use to be able to do it all the time and it felt soooooo gooooood. But after I started working there, i haven't been able too. Sean is the only person who has been able to pop my back... and I don't think it'd be a good idea for him to do that now, with my incision not fully healed yet and the way he does pop my back. GRRRRR. This is truely irritating.

My eyes are so red right now... I just got done bawling.... I was surfing through some profiles and came across one that had a video on it. It was all about shaken baby syndrome. Oh my god.... it hurt me so much to see all of those precious little faces that are no longer here because some one got angry enough to shake them. For christs sake! Anyone who knows me, knows that I'm not a soft person, but this.... if I'd been standing while watching this I probably would have collapsed. I could never imagine doing that to my sweet little baby. I'm still freaking out over it. Jesus......... I think I just became a full fledged member of Parents against SBS.

My hands are still twitching

You know what I find funny? Trying to talk to your boyfriend on the phone who's obviously going into a Turkey induced coma, and trying to convince him that he IS in fact falling asleep and snoring into the phone. lol. I spent half an hour trying to let him know that, yes, he was falling asleep and that I should let him go. "No, it's ok, I'm awake.." is his response. He just didn't want to get out of his nice warm bed to bring the phone back down stairs. lol. I love you Sean.

Price of diapers per month:  around $80

Price of diaper wipes per month:  around $20

Price of Similac powdered formula per month:  around $56

Price of Dreft laundry detergent per month:   around $10

That feeling you get when your brand new baby wraps his/her little hand around your finger:  Priceless

I couldn't resist. lol. I hope to have a pic of that up sometime soon.

Oh in case anyone was wondering about Little Man's pics that were taken by the Hospital, the reason why his mouth in in the O shape is because in order to keep him from being fussy they had to put his binky with a little sugar water on it in his mouth between shots and right before the shot the girl would take the bink out real quick. Every time he had that look on his face. It's too cute.