Choices!

Well, since I've been given permission, I'll blab a second...

Riley has, for some time, been promised to marry Elijah, my best friend Roger's 3 year old son. (we were hoping they'd be closer in age.) Not because we believe in arranged marriage... we just want to throw that type of a party, and be related too.

Well, then my friend kevin had Aaron 3 years ago as well... but she was promised to E.

Then Kevin and Angie had Andrew just a few short months ago. I think Andrew is 3 months now. Interesting... Allowing her to date Aaron or Andrew depends on their status as Cornhusker Football players and if they can get us tickets to gams.

NOW THE NEWS:
Roger and angie are just under 8 months away from giving us a second choice from them as well! Rog and Ang are expecting number two!

Now, if they have a girl, I'm cool with that too, if that's the way both Riley and baby girl Jaeger swing, I'll throw them a big wedding too.

Honestly, I think the pressure is on Kevin and his wife, also Angie. (it's very confusing.) Your boys better play for the Big Red, otherwise you won't have my stunningly beautiful daughter in your family.

Of course, if Riley chooses one of the 3 or possibly 4 boys over another, I'll alow it... I guess. Just as long as we're family. I mean, I already call Roger's Mom, "Mom." I think Marlene might love me almost as much as Roger. How easy of a transition is that? I already know my in-laws!

2 week checkup!

RJ went in for her two week checkup. Now weighs 7 pounds, 14 ounces...(that's normal to drop.) and is an inch longer, now 20".

Docs say it's ok to use bottles and pacifier, in addition to breast feeding. That will elminate stress on Jodie feeling like a milk cow. That also means I'll be getting up more and more during the night. Yay.

The "cluster feeding" we thought was going on was really RJ trying to suck in order to soothe, which is what I thought it might be. So we feed every 2 hours or so, and pacifier when she's rooting, but doesn't need food.

So right after the checkup, Jodie runs out and buys the breast pump, only to be called 10 minutes after she opens the box by Angie T., who's no longer going to need hers.


On a side note, Roger... How long before everyone knows and I can address the issue here on the blog? Give me the thumbs up, I have things to say.

Advice from a good friend!

So as you all know, I'd been freaking out about the "hottness factor." The following came in an email from Taunia Hottman, (who ain't to shabby on the eyes herself):

...already making hilarious faces...just like her father! This is why you shouldn't be concerned about the hottness factor. True that pretty girls give their fathers heart failure when the boys start loitering about...however a funny hot girl is waaaay more intimidating. ...Anyway, with the humor of Riley's parents..those little bastards don't stand a chance. I almost feel sorry for them already.

Thanks T-Ho. Sage-like advice as always.
Daddy feels better.