My parents don't let me have as much access to the internet as I'd like, but when I get the chance, I write blog posts myself. Here I go:
Dad got a new Blackberry from work (government IT's always a step behind), and I really like using the new mini trackpad better than the trackball on his old one. Plus, the new phone tastes much better than the old one. Mom doesn't even have an office PDA at her new job, and we all hope it stays that way. She no longer works for hours after I go to sleep, which is pretty cool for everyone.
I'm still standing up without support for short periods of time, but am not really feeling the whole walking thing yet. Mom and Dad are trying to phase out pacifiers, which absolutely infuriates me. I know it's the right thing to do, but I'm still going to give them a lot of crap about it. Oops, gotta go - I pooped my pants.
We have tons of toys for Jack. A fair number light up, make noise, and cost more than $20. Even with all the terrific toys we have packed into multiple toy boxes, Jack's yellow golf ball is one of his favorites, and he carries it around like its a trophy. 
Sending hugs and kisses from Jack!
