Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Quote for today ...
"Give me a stock clerk with a goal and I'll give you a man who will make history Give me a man with no goals and I'll give you a stock clerk." – J .C. Penny
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Hello Folks,
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Wow! Jack is two weeks old. Fatherhood is an exiting ride. From spit-up rags hanging out of my pocket, to late night diaper changes, things have sure changed for this adventurous camera loving fanatic. Some might hope I'm being reformed, perhaps some are right. I like to think I'm just becoming more well rounded.
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Heads up on a new experiment of mine, periodically through my posts, I will post links to items, books or random stuff that I find useful, interesting or just plain fun. Please don't be alarmed by the presence of what may seem to be "advertisement". It's just me being ... me.
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Gotta run ...
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As Always,
Love in Christ Jesus,
Michael, Rebekah and JACK FLYNN THOMAS
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P.S. I just finished reading this book on the church that made me stop and think. Do I love the church? Do I? Do I ... really?
I open this post with a picture of my recovering wife beneath a plaque that says it all ... "Love: True Love is Friendship Set on Fire" I love you Babe! Motherhood is a beautiful thing.
Your loyal blogger ... blogging
I might be able to look like I finally know what I'm doing, but ...
When it comes to real music, I still know my place ... sawin' the catgut.
And the relatives keep pouring right on in!
Four generations. FOUR!!! Grandma ... you're one tough cookie.
For some reason, all I can think of is Shirley Temple in this shot
Blissful ignorance!
Another great grandmother! I've a new aspiration in life, I'd like to hike Mt. Washington with my first Great Grandson ... I'll let you know how that one turns out.
The adoring Auntie (for real!)
"Help Me"
MORE relatives! Hmm ... that guy looks strangely like Jeff.
Chaos and sickness
In which I discover that even chaos can be strangely artistic
Sickness
With my wife sick (wife sick + baby = a bad thing), I deftly borrowed some oils from my family and with much prayer began an hour long massage/oil therapy process known as Raindrop Therapy. She smelled better then any salad dressing out there, but you know, it seemed to do the trick.
Randomicity
Art
"Oh son! It's not that bad ... really! It's ... Oh you're right! You're right. It's hopeless. You're mother is just ignoring us. What right does she have to take a shower and leave us helpless?"
Uh oh! I think I'm gonna have a hickey.
"Say, when I grow up, am I going to have a cool beard like Daddy?"
Isn't it great when the lines of inlaws, outlaws and plain ol' sisters begin to blur?
Micaiah redefines the Taikomochi
Bath time ...
Jack learns that he is not exempt from bathing requirements
Trying out our amazing little Tummy Tub .... salesmen will tell you that the unique design mimics the mothers womb and provides a feeling of security and comfort. Personally, I just think the whole thing is rather neat.
Art
Art II
Apparently whoever gave us the batter for these cookies uses more butter or something then I'm used to ... but, you know, hexagonal cookies taste better.
Jack's first night on the town
First impressions mean a lot in society and we intended to give our Jack the very best chance we could with his dandy new sweater
Waiting for A Christmas Carol to start.
Will it EVER start?
Reviewing the programs. Unfortunately, Jack seems to ill comprehend the concept of reading. For a lad of two weeks old, I'm quite disappointed!
Random Art
Random Art II
"In the house of the wise are stores of choice food and oil,
but a foolish man devours all he has." Proverbs 21:20
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Well Folks ... That's all for now. Y'all come again! Ya hear?
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Hello Folks,
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As you should all know by now. Our son Jack Flynn Thomas arrived Thursday at 12:13pm weighing in at a hefty 9lb and measuring in at 20 1/2" in length.
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The home birth went very well. We appreciate all your prayers. Afterwards, we did need to transport to the hospital for a couple hours. However, everything went well. Not going into detail, God was gracious. The staff was very welcoming. Everything was taken care of and we were back home within a couple hours.
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Gotta Run!
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As Always ...
Love in Christ Jesus,
Michael & Rebekah & Jack
The Arrival
My new guitar and violin are fast becoming best of friends. But a hunch tells me ... "Me, that's not the pics people are after"
Simple arithmetic ... My wife up in the middle of the night ... plus her hands on her hips in a funny way ... = The time is near
My mother comes armed with all her "midwifing gear" (If she doesn't go into midwifery after Marscel leaves the house, then she has missed her calling!)
Our dear midwives. Not the most flattering shot, perhaps, but you must realize the limitations of blogging such an event. My selection was therefore much limited.
"Put me back! I want a refund! I ordered the wrong ticket! Are you listening?"
Wendy and grandson begin to bond
Well! Maybe this place isn't that bad.
Our first family photo. Not quite what I'd send to 100's of people, but it's a first.
Landlord perks
"ooh! cold""
The all important grandparent examination
The second round of grandparent examiniations
Portrait of a grandfather who looks too young to be
A daddy at last!
A biased baby
Hordes of admirers
The Aunts
Art
So tiny ... So perfect
Marscel the now proud uncle (as if he had anything to do with it ;-)
Baby Jack faces The Board
Jack is welcome to the band
Art - This was completely posed. I thought the piano in the background made for quit the classic feel
Aunt Lydia
Serenaders
Jack finally decides to give this world a chance
More perks of new parenting ... FREE FOOD
Jack throws his best pose
Thomas men look on
"Don't forget about me ... you father ... can you hear me son?"
Daddy power
Some friends sent this to my brothers, but I couldn't help but think of me and my boy in another 16 years.
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