it's not every day...

that you walk outside...

and see your kid in a tree...

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...

brooks has been at the point where he can be fussy around people he's unfamiliar with.  he is also at the point to flash unusually big smiles at someone smiling at him.  i say this because there is no way i can explain his comfort around keith.  he has not been around keith enough to warrant such a calm demeanor.  it's like he has some kind of baby sixth sense where he just knows who keith is.  and it's awesome.  he will be chest to chest with keith with the biggest smile just staring at him.  yesterday brooks was super tired.  he fell asleep on me while i was sitting right next to keith.  i had my sister take him to have him sleep on the empty bed in the room.  he woke right up and he CRIED.  jessica couldn't get him quiet, i couldn't get him quiet for a while, and then i put him next to keith.  this is what happened immediately:  

he slept like that for an hour.

can you bounce with me, bounce with me...

was he a giant stuffed animal for halloween?...

uhhhhhh...i don't know...was i?...

what?...are you serious?...i look like this guy in my pouch?...

hahahaha...that is AWESOME...

brooks: dude, does your mom feed you? you're like practically all bones...

brody: [WHACK] don't you be talkin' 'bout my mama...

julia: it's okay, brooks, don't be sad...

at least you get to hang out with all of your cousins today...

and listen to aunt kelli rap about kangaroos...she said a hip hop the hippie to the hippie the hip hip hop, a you don't stop...

pick me, pick me...

get it?

hmmmm...should i assume my signature pose?...

OKAY [insert the voice of lil jon]...

 

he totally cracks himself up...

thanks for the hat, great aunt JoAnn!!!

muahahahahah...

'twas the night before halloween...

ummmm...what was that?...

oooooh...i'm almost positive i heard something...

huh? what's a ghost???...

AAHHHHHH [insert high-pitched-screaming-like-a-girl voice here]...

i joke, i joke...

i ain't scared of no ghost...

ps...thanks aunt emily and uncle adam for the sweet jammies!!!

it smells like up dog...

so we know he won't be a bee for halloween...

and the dog didn't make the cut either...

hmmmmmmm...what will he be???

love, love...

he sees the camera...

and thinks, "oh, come on...let me just sit here with great aunt brenda..."

really? more pictures?...

fine...let me get warmed up...

bah DAH...perfect...angling and everything...

sure, i'll babysit...

hmmmmmmm...good thing i don't pay her...

howdy, folks...

my mom and i took brooks to the state fair...

we had to pose for the obligatory picture of big tex...

both of us...

i pulled a michael jackson and dangled him
in the cage...good thing there were only ducklings below...

brooks had never SEEN so many animals and he could HARDLY contain himself...

and just when he thought things couldn't get ANY better,
he found himself in a barrel and he LOVED that too...

a great time was had by all...

especially the little man himself...

that's a negative, ghost rider...

brooks has been sick. he's had a nasty little cough the past couple of weeks that he just can't shake. although he had no fever, a certain someone we know tested positive for swine flu so i took him to have him checked just in case. can't be too careful with babies and with visiting nursing homes...so anyway, he tested negative.

he's also been entered in a gap cute baby contest. the baby with the most votes wins a trip to the beach and mama needs a vacation. he's got about fifty votes...the top kid has about 20,000. it's not looking good. if you and 1,000 of your closest friends would like to join Team Brooks we might be able to catch them. CLICK HERE to register and be prepared for it to act crazy. [note: when you register, it's as if you're entering your own kid...even if you don't have a kid...it's just how it's set up...it's finicky.] so enter your kid and vote for mine. :)

and finally, some pictures of the little man...

halloween is just around the corner...

the costume has been chosen...

and he will not be a brooksie beeeeeeeeeeeee...