
Grandpa Doug, Mom, Dad & Vaughnster

Me and the wifey after a day of sun and maybe some cold cervezas!

The boys being boys

Trevor finally started catching some fish and boy was he stoked about it. They did taste quite yummy.









You gotta have the handheld self portraits!
And you gotta use your camera's self timer!
Jonesy discovered that he really likes the beach and the water.
Yup, the belly button has officially popped out!
Juli sat in the sun and read the entire time.
And the sunsets were very nice...
Here's a quick update and a photo of Grandma and Grandpa Old Moldy, with Auzie Suzy, Mama, Luke and Jessie. They came by the Expo on Saturday and Grandma didn't want to leave cause she was too busy watching the skate contest. I got more photos coming up of Juli's massive stomach and the other usual crap like the dog. Not too exciting, but that's what life has become.
Just kidding, I went to Florida for another damn tradeshow, but did get to go out to dinner with Mom, Joey, Jessie and Luke. That was pretty much the highlight of my trip, and going back to the hotel room to change Luke where my sister let me hold him upside down by one leg for this photo. I'm was just practicing for what's coming out of Juli in a couple more months. Jessie also gave us a cool stroller that I had to take home and pushed through the airport with my luggage piled on top. Strollers make a great bag cart and since they don't allow bag carts inside the terminals but they do allow strollers it was perfect. I really think you could make a lot of money by manufacturing and marketing baby strollers for single people who travel so they can always have a luggage cart with them. There are so many fat and lazy people around that I really think you could make some serious money doing that. Anyway, I almost had to spend the night in Denver, but we made our connecting flight with a minute to spare and that was good. Birthday week is here, Juli is feeling good but getting fatter, and I'm off to Austin for another skate contest this weekend... so more posts coming soon as soon as I feel like it.
Robbie, the oldest brother, going surfing.
Juli can sure cook a mean plate of Rice A' Roni!
The other wall in the babies/guest room - we (ok, mostly Juli) sanded and painted the crappy dresser and now its nice and even matches the crib!
This is Juli passed out in the baby's room/guest room
I just like this photo cause she's so cute. Six months pregnant and you can't even tell and she still thinks she's fat! Women, geez!
Last night I set the alarm for 3:30 am and woke Juli up to go outside and look at the red moon. I thought it was going to be stupid, but when I looked up into the sky I was amazed to see a huge, full moon in the sky that was glowing red. There were no clouds, so you could really see it nicely. It was a full lunar eclipse, it was pretty neat. So we stood outside in the backyard for a few minutes and then went back to sleep. What would have been really funny is if someone for some odd reason had been up at 3:30 in the morning and decided that they would peer over our fence, they'd have seen two naked people and a dog staring into the sky looking at a red moon. Sweet.






So.... I haven't told Juli this yet, but I always thought it was kinda stupid and totally pretentious that people would name their kids before they were born. And I guess it still is (especially if they aren't even conceived yet), but now I can see how at six months pregnant you already have a name. Juli and I went back and forth on about a dozen different names, and if I had a dollar for every time she said, "that's it, that's the name, its final!" I'd have... well... about 12 dollars. But then we finally have decided on a good boy's name: Vaughn. I suggested it, and Juli liked it. At first she said she was going to pick the name and I could pick the middle name, but since technically I came up with Vaughn, she has picked Royal for the middle name, because it apparently means Red in Gaelic, or Scottish, or Irish or all of them. I thought it was a cool, and then I realized the significance to Royal Tennenbaum and now I think its awesome. Hooray for Royal. Anyway, now the big thing is what the little booger will look like. Every time we go back to the doctor and get more ultrasounds we can see more and more of what he's gonna look like, Juli already thinks he's gonna look more like me (and hopefully he will being a boy). But any kid that's a cross between me and Juli is sure to look pretty damn good if you ask me. Anyway, my Pops sent these photos of me when I was a little tyke, and being that Juli had blonde hair too, it’s looking like there's a little toe-head on the way. If it comes out black, we may have a problem.
Juli is pretty much getting noticeably bigger by the day. The halfway point has come and gone and now we are just playing the wonderful game of hurry up and wait. Seriously, you know the saying that a watched pot never boils? That's how being pregnant is, except it lasts for nine months! You're always watching and waiting and shit just never happens. Actually, I did feel the baby kick for the first time the other night. It was more like he was dancing though, he was going nuts in there. So more of that for the next few months until he comes out kicking and screaming... ok, I'm going home now work has been hell lately. Good night.
Today is my Grandpa's 80th birthday! We call him Old Moldy, casue he's so old. If 79 was as old as dirt, than 80 is older. Congratulations Gramps, you're now older than dirt! I hope I make it to be older than dirt one day. This is not my grampa by the way, but this is what came up when I searched for Old Moldy, so it might as well be him.