Just like daddy (wishes he were...)

I tell you, this kid loves his Winnie the Pooh paraphernalia! He's a chip off the old block! Now, granted, he's still learning seemingly simple things like keeping his head from wobbling and grabbing onto things purposely, but let's just say that his room is like a virtual Hundred Acre Wood--so if he doesn't end up liking Pooh and friends, then a) he's going to hate his room and/or me, and b) my well-laid out plans have gone terribly awry.

Why would that be so bad, you ask? I also have a master plan to expose him to all sports at all times as part of my long held desire for him to fight genetics and become a professional athlete, but if the Pooh test fails, and surrounding him with something doesn't pique his interest, I might need to come up with Plan B!

In the meantime, I'll be shopping for a nice baby golf set...and dreaming of walking Augusta National with the crew circa-2035!

In other news, Zane had a great 14th week of existence. He had a good week at daycare, and even got to play hooky on Friday when his grandparents decided to make an impromptu appearance for part of the weekend from Houston. They flew in on Thursday night and left Saturday night in a whirlwind. But, they got some good Zane time, and I think they were satisfied for the time being. We'll see if they make another unscheduled appearance next month!

He also went for a run with his mom this morning on Alki while I was doing my 10 mile training run (that's right, I said TEN!). Whoever says running is enjoyable and rewarding and fun clearly has never spent any amount of time actually running because it is like a torturous experience, but one I just have to get through! Maybe I'll see the reward many years from now...

Anyway, he's been great lately (always) sleeping well, eating well, and generally being happy most of the day and flashing his million megawatt smile! He's a good little kid.