Chapter 7: Another NoobooCongrats Kendra, another little nooboo on the way for you and Joe. I'm going to hand this chapter over to you as this is such a special time in your life.Thanks
Watcher, I must admit it's quite nice to have my say every now and then, Joe's great but he does focus on the strangest things at times!
Well this time the nooboo began showing very quickly. I must say it had me feeling a bit nervous as I had heard rumours of triplets in Willow Creek.
Joe began to become really serious, even more so than usual. He painted every waking moment as well as trying to make it to the top of his cooking career. I was getting pretty worried about him until he explained to me that he was memorializing us all, in art.
Those two realistic galaxy painting are Joe and I. Joe says that's because I am his universe. He's very intense, I think it's part of his artistic temperament, nevertheless, it's rather sweet when your husband says things like that to you.
I told little Jake the big news. He was so excited to meet his new brother or sister. I said it would only be a few more days.
Jake continued to cook up a storm. All this gourmet cooking was going to our waistlines, again.
In fact Joe cooked so much that the kitchen became quite filthy, revolting. I really felt we should buy a new oven. Joe wanted to wait until he had earned his chef reward grill before we updated.
Jake and Joe continued to have father-son time. Jake is developing a rather quick sense of humour and warned Jake that if he kept waving his fork around that he might be struck by the curse. I nearly lost my mouthful of coffee at that one!
This nooboo was certainly taking it's time.
But I kept smiling knowing that I was nearly at the top of my career.
That night Joe reached Celebrity Chef status.
I
was thrilled, I really was.
I was just so tired, and stressed from work. Joe said he could fix all that.
That night, after I tucked little Jake into bed, I just couldn't get comfortable. I found myself wandering round the newly finished upstairs.
Until finally, sometime early the next morning, when I really thought I couldn't take any more.
Little Jon Fox finally put in an appearance.
He was a little character. Joe was the best at making him smile, but even his charm wasn't fail proof.
Jake loved his little nooboo brother, and would often be first to the crib when he was crying.
And then before I was anywhere near ready, Jon aged up a whole lot.
He was so fast even
The Watcher could hardly keep up with him.
Aww, happy birthday wee man.
Here's Jake and Jon heading off to school. Jon for the first time.
Jake for the last time. I'm such a bad mother. With promotions, nooboos and work pressure I missed my little Jakes birthday and he came home at lunchtime a teenager.
Luckily he had become a Whiz Kid just before breakfast that day so we could still celebrate that. Jon, however wasn't really in the mood for celebrating. He said that the teachers sucked and school was stupid, and he was never going back.<sigh> I think Joe needs to have a dad-to-son chat to him.
Jake, on the other hand, once he'd changed his clothes and had a new haircut, just settled down to his homework alone. He didn't really want any help as he said he quite liked being alone at times. I knew what he meant, I felt the same way from time to time.
He aspires to be a famous writer. Jake said he wanted to write books as successful as mine. I'm not sure how this will go for him as he is perhaps more suited for more knowledgeable pursuits. But with his love of the outdoors to keep him from being cooped up all day in an office, I'm hopeful he will do well regardless.
