First Road Trip

Last weekend we took Jack on his first road trip to Madison (Wisconsin, for those of you who are familiar with Madison, Minnesota). The leaves were turning which made for a beautiful drive. Jack traveled pretty well; Mommy and Daddy just needed to realize that the trip will no longer take 4 hours on a good day. Slow down and enjoy the ride, right? More like drive as fast as you can while the little man is sleeping so you can get as far as possible and try to coincide his need to stop with an available exit, preferably one not in the middle of a cornfield, but with real commercial buildings and such. (Don't worry, Grandpa, we didn't drive that fast.) My friend Jen used to pride herself on knowing every exit between here and Madison that had a Dairy Queen. Before Jack turns two, I am confident that the Henderlembckes will know every exit with a baby changing station available on that stretch of I-94.

Aside from the road trip itself, the big news is that on the way home Jack rode in the back seat all by himself. One of us had been riding with him limo style for the first six weeks of his life (yes, even on those short Target or Costco runs) so when he turned six weeks plus one, we decided to move him on. (Actually, I just got tired of being the chauffeur and having Nick ask "what" after everything I said because he couldn't hear me over the fade of the radio.) After several attempts, we finally figured out the little mirror dooblebob so I could see more than just the top of Jack's head from my rearview mirror. By Thanksgiving, I'm sure Jack will be ready to ride shotgun and by Christmas, he should be ready to drive us. In 2008, he can start making solo trips. Who needs parents after the first three months of life anyways?

Friday night, we arrived at Grandpa's house about 5:30pm and decided to go out to dinner at family favorite Gino's with Grandpa and Auntie Anne. Mommy had gotten a little cocky about feeding Jack on the road and left the bottle at Grandpa's house. Big mistake. Halfway through the meal when Jack was once again hungry, I attempted to breastfeed him in the smallest booth east of the Mississippi. Quite different from the relaxing living room at home or even the (relative) luxury of the backseat of the Altima. While lying on the table, with his legs sandwiched between me and the side of the vise, I mean, table, Jack looked at me like, "you've got to be kidding." He managed to get a few drops of a milk in his mouth, despite the table's best efforts. After a bit, when everyone but me had finished their meal, we decided it would be best to leave and just feed Jack in the comfort of the backseat of the Altima once again. We took off from the restaurant very quickly. I wouldn't be surprised if we left the restaurant with half of my bra (or boob) in view, which luckily would not have drawn any attention from the college crowds on State Street. Lesson learned: not a great idea to go out to eat after a long car ride that has thrown everyone out of whack (especially Mommy who did not get her usual afternoon nap because she was driving) and ALWAYS bring a bottle EVERYWHERE, just in case.

Saturday morning we (including the bottle) went to the Hubbard Avenue Diner for breakfast with my friend, Xandy, her husband, and their baby, Riley. It was great to catch up with them. We had last seen Riley when he was about 10 weeks old. Riley is almost 4 months older than Jack. He is a handsome devil with long eyelashes, bright blue eyes, and the shoulders of a future defensive tackle. Jack looked at him in awe (see picture below). Maybe someday you will be that big, Jack. Like when you are 3. Or maybe 13.

That dude is freakin' huge!

Yeah, yeah, he's bigger, but the ladies love the hair

After watching the Badger football team lose to Illinois, on Saturday night we went with some extended family to dinner at the Great Dane, Hilldale location. The Great Dane is one of my favorite Madison restaurants and I had not been to this new branch of it before. It was very nice, but I thought it was strange that you couldn't get their own brewed beers there, especially since at the other locations, they don't have anything BUT their own beers. I guess there is some old law on the books from the time of Prohibition that prevents this. Weird. They put us in a small private room which worked out really well for our group. Afterward, we were lucky to have some yummy chocolate torte at Aunt Janet's. (You can always count on her for a chocolate fix.) Thanks to all of the relatives that came to meet Jack, including Great-Grandma, who, despite her disappointment that Jack is not a girl and her propensity for negative commentary, managed to say he was cute and hold him a bit.

This lady puts me in a chocolate coma

This one's giving me a cousin soon

I've been meaning to talk to you about this "little monster" stuff

Are you sure this guy's held a baby before?

You can't change me into a girl by looking at me that way

And you call yourself a Badger fan

On Sunday, we made our way home, shaving about 50 minutes off our previous record time of 6 hours. Daddy and Jack relaxed by watching the Packers lose to the Bears and Mommy by tuning in to Desperate Housewives and Brothers and Sisters. (Don't worry, Wisconsinites, I managed to catch the Pack a bit before my shows, as well as during commercials.)

We're sorry that we weren't able to see all of you who live in (or near) Madison. We wish we had more time on our visits. It is always such a whirlwind to get there, visit my family, and get on the road again Sunday to get settled before the work week. We hope Jack gets to meet more of you soon. We're home (or at least in the TC Metro area) until Thanksgiving.

And miles to go before I sleep (or maybe not)

Some captions courtesy of Jack's daddy; all captions meant in fun.

The Beginning

Well, I have finally succumbed to temptation. I am starting my own blog. Nick started one a while back and I remember thinking, "why on earth would someone want to have a blog, I would never do that. He must have too much time on his hands." Flash forward three years and one baby later and here I am, eating crow while typing my first blog entry. (Side note: Nick posted semi-regularly for a year or so and then busied himself with household chores, Xbox, football watching, and work, and indeed ran out of time, until recently when he posted about Jack's birth.)

Why did I decide to start a blog now? There are a few reasons. For the almost six weeks that I have been on maternity leave, I have been loving reading the blogs of my friends and family. Although they all update their blogs regularly, it is never quite enough for me, who obsessively checks each one several times a day to see if they have written anything new. I thought a blog of my own would keep me from becoming too (much more) neurotic about this. (One would think that a new baby might keep me busy 24/7, but, surprisingly, I have more time on my hands than you might think, especially now that Nick has gone back to work, my dad has returned home, and it is just me, Jack, and Hank, our loving, but non-verbal cat, all day, every day.)

Also, I talked to my aunt last week and she told me that she has enjoyed the blog that my cousin's wife started about a year ago, shortly after their daughter was born, because it has allowed family who reside at a distance to receive regular updates on the little one. Nick and I have so many friends and family that are far away, that I agreed this would be a good way to keep everyone who is interested posted about Jack and his (of course) amazing exploits.

Finally, because I am not at work, I am missing my usual captive audience for all of my stories, thoughts, and opinions. I thought a blog would give me an outlet for those as well.

"You Don't Know Jack" will hopefully allow all of you to get to know darling Jack better, see pictures of him as he grows, and give you some insight into our day-to-day life and how my brain works. (Feel free to skip those posts, if you wish!) I hope you return to take a look!

P.S. Thanks to my darling husband for coming up with the name for my blog. ALL of his ideas (including the ones that I did not use, such as Badger in the Gopher Hole) were MUCH better than mine (such as Henderlembcke's Hood). I hope Jack gets his daddy's quick wit and creativity.