Where to begin...

So, I've been really busy the last couple of weeks. We've been helping my older brother move into his new place. I love his new house. It's only 4 years old and in a nice, quiet community. But since he moved out, we've been moving into his old place. And his place was old. There's a lot of cleaning and painting for us to do. But I can't wait to decorate Jacob's room, my kitchen, and living room. I've got tons of ideas already. We've just started, but when we're done I'll post some "Before & After" pics.

I've also been busy with school. I have less than a month to go in my final class. After that, I need to develop my portfolio. Ack. I'm almost done getting my master's, but Jesse and I have talked about some things we want in the next couple of years, and well, we'll see how things go on my career front.

This weekend was a crazy weekend. The weather has been hot and dry, and because of this, we've had several fires in our area. It truly is scary. The fire started in Corona, where Jess happens to work, and spread to Yorba Linda/Anaheim Hills where my cousin and his family live (they had to evacuate), then it went into Brea which is just the next city over, and is now moving into Diamond Bar and Chino Hills. I'm familiar with all of these places. They're either places I've been to regularly or have roads I used often. Actually, there is a hilly area (off Harbor Blvd/Fullerton Rd) just a few miles from my house, and with the fires being ridiculously close, there are fire engines parked on this hill just watching and making sure nothing happens. But when things like this happen, so close to home, you start to ask yourself, "What would I take with me if I had 5 minutes to get as much as I could?" Well first, my son. Then, my personal belongings, some memory stuff, and my computer hard drive. Everything else is replaceable. However, it's upsetting to think of one's belongings going up in flames, it just gives me chills thinking about it. I think I would be so depressed. And with the fires being so close, the air is horrendous. There's ash everywhere outside, and not just the little, snowflake ash but the big chunks. We did have the chance to get away for a little bit by going to my older brother's new house. It was bright and sunny at his place. Here are some pics of what we saw the first day of the fire...





And last, but certainly not least, Jacob has turned 3 months. He is no longer a newborn, but an infant. He's getting bigger every week, and it's remarkable to see and notice his new developmental achievements. He's found his hands and loves to munch on them. He talks up a storm when given the chance. He can turn over on his own, and I'm sure by next month he'll start walking. Okay, that last one is not exactly true, but hey, what can I say? He seems so ahead of the game. At the moment, he hates laying down, and loves to sit up like a big boy. I've tried to put him in his Bumbo chair, but after a few minutes, he tries to squirm out. I can't wait to see what the next month brings and witness it all...

Sittin' like a big boy...


Napping...