Casa Goff Presents: Two Months With Jase

Dear Jase,

Here we are! Two months later and you still don't have a job... any day now bud...

Here's some milestones from this past month:

You made your first road trip at 5 weeks old
You graduated out of your newborn clothes into size 0-3/3 month
You love: "talking" to us - especially after having your diaper changed, laughing, dancing before bedtime, hearing new voices, and staying awake if you feel like there's something happening (you have serious FOMO*)
You can: mostly hold your head up on your own, tolerate bath time (although with the looks you give me I feel like you're plotting my untimely demise), tell when we're in the room (or rather not in the room, prompting me to trick you at nap time)

Here are things for your future therapy sessions:

Your failure to become a doctor can be blamed on your dad, who taught you to call it a "ding dong" instead of a "penis" (he hates the word like many people hate the word "moist")
You were a pawn in my grand theft of stealing baby nail clippers from Target**
Your bedtime feedings are to Sex and the City reruns and your bedtime stories are to InTouch Magazine

I made you listen to "Bye, Bye, Bye" circa *NSYNC

Here are things for our therapy sessions, which we still can't afford:

You peed on, vommed on, and finally pooped on me in the span of 36 hours... we also had to throw away one of your outfits.
I had to scream for help when you ripped out a chunk of my hair when I was trying to put you down for a nap (I blame the FOMO)
You escalate the situation from laughter to screams at an alarming rate
We got the bill from the hospital

It seems as soon as we think we figured you out, you're ready to change the game. If the challenges bring the smiles and laughter we got this month, we can't wait to see what you have planned for month 3.

Love,

Mommy and Daddy

Awww so cute...