Fathers be good to your daughters...

Daughters will love like you do. Girls become lovers who turn into mothers so mothers be good to your daughters too. So says John Mayer anyway. I'm not sure where in my life I stopped singing the lyrics to Pearl Jam's "Daughter" and started appreciating the lyrics of John Mayer's "Daughters". I can't quite pinpoint it exactly...probably some time between Brenda Walsh's pregnancy test on 90210 and today. Why today? Well...today we had our 20 week sonogram and learned that #2 won't stand up to go pee. Perhaps I should back up a minute...for those of you that didn't know...Paige is pregnant. How did this happen you ask? Well...we were so inspired by Seth Rogen & Katherine Heigl in Knocked Up that we decided to play the home version. So...now you're caught up. 20 weeks in, 1 sonogram, 1 baby girl.

At this point, even though a fair majority of our friends have children...with the exception of 1 or 2...they're all boys. So for the dads of boys...you remember how you were looking at the sonogram trying to make out some recognizable body part and then "BAM"...the doctor shows you a familiar protrusion? Well...today I was ready...so sure that it was a boy...I jumped at everything that moved proudly announcing "is that what I think it is" or "Whoops...what's that". And, with 100% certainty...every time...it was the umbilical cord. Then...that little girl modestly shifted positions and well...there was nothing. To her credit, my 20 week old baby girl, naked and still in her mother's womb announced her femaleness with more modesty than any of the Spears girls...although somehow she'll still end up on YouTube (see below). Regardless...I think we're off to a good start.

Oh yeah...in between me playing Jacques Cousteau on the search for the missing wee-wee...the Dr. did tell us that the baby looked great and she was even a little big (that's a good thing at this point so don't go giving her a pre-natal eating disorder).

So...without further ado...the first pictures of babygirl Newman at T minus 4.5 months...enjoy...I'm going to go put in my John Mayer CD.

Family Time

My grandparents were at their lake house on Saturday so we went out for lunch. My cousin Polly was celebrating her birthday this week and also stopped by. While Bryce is still not walking without encouragement, he did show off that he his perfectly able to take steps unassisted between 2 people. My grandparents are having some electrical problems at their house so this was the big entertainment for the afternoon :)

Why do the men always fall asleep after lunch?

Austin Marathon

Russell completed his 3rd marathon on Sunday and he did great! The Austin course is very hilly and Russell ran it in 3 hours and 51 mintues. According to Russell's GPS the course was too long so feel free to tell your friends that he ran it 2 minutes faster. I'm proud of him for finishing no matter what the time was.


I would also like to congratulate Bryce on being sucha trooper. I woke him up at 5:30am so that we could take Russell to the start. I hoped he would fall back to sleep in the car but he was too excited for some reason. He had a great time waiting for Russell to finish. Lots of people and dogs to keep him entertained.

Visit from Nana

Russell's mother came to visit for a few days. Bryce loved all the attention that his Nana gave him.

Bryce planned a full agenda from an afternoon of shoppng in Wimberly to taking Nana to music class...and of course plenty to eat. Unfortunately Grandpa Bob couldn't make this trip so we ate some extra barbeque for him. And, thanks to a small ritual involving some small farm animals, a unicorn, and the sacrificing of local weather woman Maureen McCormick, we even escaped this year wtihout an ice storm

Family Fun

We went to Houston for the weekend for a 90th birthday party. Lara was nice enough to let the Jones family and us all stay at her house. Marty and Bryce had such a good time playing together. I had good intentions to take a picture of all of us dressed up to go to the party but when it was time to leave the boys started crying so we just ran out of there. Oh well...