6th week

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6 weeks. Well. It's just gone by so quickly. Jack is now 12 pounds. I could swear he said "Hi" twice. But more as likely, that's just a common random sound that all babies make. A breath out and a high pitched "aye". Oh aye.

We go for walks in Golden Gate Park just a block away from the house. The Botanical Gardens are a favorite with the babies and toddlers. It's practically gridlocked with strollers.

The ladies admire the little fella. That's Michelle and our friend Sandra.

And shazzam! here he is.

Here's me and the kid. Dig my impeccable fashion sense. Everyone will be doing it I tells ya.

Son of Elfkin Magic Boy!

His favorite new pal.


Sandra took this of us in the park, right next to the ampitheater. Jack got cranky soon afterwards, but he just wanted to be held. Well now, don't everybody?



Mom entertains Jack at the Happiest Place on Earth: Our floor. Seriously, we could see lights go on in his eyes with how he can interact with the various toys. Punch the clown!

Jack's view of his crib during fun time.

Jack in action with his favorite mobile.

Jack and best new buddy again.

Rave on, John son.

Project: take a picture of me walking baby. I think this was Take Seven.

Okay, now the fun part. Our current but not complete list of nicknames for John (Jack) Liam Sherman.

Mr. Magoo
Popeye
Sweet Pea
Mr. Struggle Buggle
Doctor Victor Von Crankenstein
Sir Squirms-A-Lot
Buddy-I-mean-Jack
Sad Clown Shoe (when he hiccups)
Grover (by mistake!)
Kris (another mistake!)
Mr. Elfkin Magic Boy Junior
and Sir Winston Churchill