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Posts Tagged ‘Little Jack Speaks’

Little Jack’s BIG Announcement

Thursday, September 17th, 2009

(Voiced by 16 month old Jack-Evan, Typed by Mommy)

Waiting...

Once upon a time I wasn’t here.

Then suddenly……. here I was.

Before I knew it, a whole year had passed and I had learned so much about this big, wide world.

Now I have to pass along all of my knowledge to someone else…

….because that’s just what big brothers do, I suppose.

The Rhinestone Baby

Saturday, June 13th, 2009


(Press play on the video above before continuing!)
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(Sung by 13 Month old Jack-Evan, Typed by Mommy)

June 2009 by you.

I’ve been walkin’ these streets so long
Singin’ the same old song

June 2009 by you.
I know every crack in these dirty sidewalks of Broadway
Where hustle’s the name of the game
And nice guys get washed away like the snow and the rain

June 2009 by you.

There’s been a load of compromisin’
On the road to my horizon

June 2009 by you.

But I’m gonna be where the lights are shinin’ on me!

My Little Cowboy by you.

Like a rhinestone baby
Riding out on a steed in a rocky-horse rodeo

My Little Cowboy by you.

Like a rhinestone baby
Getting cards and letters from people I don’t even know

My Little Cowboy by you.

…..and offers comin’ over the phone!

My Little Cowboy by you.

Well, I really don’t mind the rain
And a smile can hide all the pain

My Little Cowboy by you.

But you’re down when you’re ridin’ the train that’s takin’ the long way
And I dream of the things I’ll do
With a subway token and a dollar tucked inside my shoe

My Little Cowboy by you.

There’ll be a load of compromisin’
On the road to my horizon

My Little Cowboy by you.

But I’m gonna be where the lights are shinin’ on me

My Little Cowboy by you.

Like a rhinestone baby
Riding out on a steed in a rocky-horse rodeo

My Little Cowboy by you.

Rhinestone baby….
Gettin’ cards and letters from people I don’t even know

June 2009 by you.

And offers comin’ over the phone!

Jack and the Not-So-Tiny Bean Stalk

Tuesday, June 9th, 2009

(Voiced by 13 month old Jack-Evan, typed by Mommy)

Out in the Yard by you.

Once upon a time, on June 2, I planted some magic beans.

Out in the Yard by you.

After 5 days of waiting, they still were not tall enough to climb.

Out in the Yard by you.

So, last night, mommy broke the sad news that there was no such thing as a magic bean stalk.

DSC03815 by you.

But I think she must have lied to me….

DSC03812 by you.

…because look at them today!

DSC03814 by you.

At this rate, I’ll be able to climb to the clouds by next Friday.

DSC03823 by you.

Won’t mommy be so excited when I bring her back a goose?

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TO BE CONTINUED….

Jack & the Tiny Bean Stalk

Monday, June 8th, 2009

(Voiced by 13 month old Jack-Evan, typed by Mommy)

kent-pole-beans

Once upon a time, I found some beans.

Out in the Yard by you.

 I stuck them in some dirt so the birds wouldn’t eat them.  

beanstalk_cover

Plus, I had heard some great stories about what happens when you plant magical beans!

Out in the Yard by you.

I cried when I couldn’t find my beanstalk the next morning.  

Out in the Yard by you.

Mommy mentioned I should probably water them or they will die like hers do.

Out in the Yard by you.

Finally, on day 5…. my magic beanstalk appeared!

Out in the Yard by you.

It wasn’t quite what I expected though.

Out in the Yard by you.

Perhaps tomorrow, it will be tall enough to climb on?

 

THE END.

This Old House, with Jack-Evan (Part 1)

Thursday, June 4th, 2009

(Voiced by 13 month old Jack-Evan, and typed by Mommy)

Front Yard Remodeling by you.

Once upon a time we had an old shabby brown house.

Front Yard Remodeling by you.

It was quite boring until….

Front Yard Remodeling by you.

I told my daddy to paint it!

Front Yard Remodeling by you.

Because he loves me, he started right away.

Front Yard Remodeling by you.

And of course I sat nearby and supervised.

Front Yard Remodeling by you.

When Daddy got tired, I even stepped in to give him a hand.

Front Yard Remodeling by you.

Up we goooo…

Front Yard Remodeling by you.

Don’t worry Dad.  

Front Yard Remodeling by you.

I’ve got it alllllll under control!

…..

TO BE CONTINUED…

Happy 1st Birthday to Me

Saturday, May 9th, 2009

(Voiced by the now 1 year old Little Jack, yet still typed by Mommy)

Once upon a time, I had to take a bath.


Mommy said it was so I would smell good for everyone at the party.

Turns out, I wasn’t the only thing that smelled good! 

As we waited for everyone to show up….

Daddy headed to the store to pick up more Pepsi and my great Aunt Faye took over grilling!

Music was playing, people were taking pictures left and right….

…and everyone was just kicked back, having a great time.

(I’m glad they all had such a good time.  I, however, was much too sleepy)

Here is my girlfriend mommy’s friend’s daughter, Alyse.

 

(Don’t tell her, but I think she’s cute.)

 I even tried to show her how capable I am by providing her with food.

 

Then I had to concentrate on my own dessert.

(Oh…my bad….did you want some cake too?)

After throwing all my cake on the floor eating my dessert, mommy opened my presents.

I always thought it was I who was supposed to open my gifts,
but I didn’t really have the heart to take the fun away from mommy.

All in all, I had a fabulous day.

(And 4 more baths that evening.)

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THE END.

BabyTales: Oh Where is my Hairbrush?

Sunday, April 12th, 2009

Narrator: Now it’s time for silly songs with Jack-Evan…The part of the post where Jack-Evan comes out and sings a silly song. 

Our curtain opens as Jack-Evan, who is fast approaching his 1 year birthday mark
(and has never seen scissors in his life),
is searching for his hairbrush. 

Having no success, Jack-Evan suddenly cries out…

April2009 010 by you.

Oh where…is my hairbrush?

April2009 058 by you.

Oh WHERREE… is my hairbrush?

Jack's First Haircut by you.

oh, where, oh, where, oh, where, oh, where, oh, where, oh,
where, oh, where oh, where … is my hairbrush?

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Narrator: “Having heard his cry, Papa enters the scene.
Shocked and slightly embarrassed at the sight of Jack-Evan’s long tangled mop,
Papa regains his composure and reports …”

Papa:  I think I saw your hairbrush back there!

Jack's First Haircut by you.

Back there is my hairbrush?

Jack's First Haircut by you.

Back there is my hairbrush.

Jack's First Haircut by you.
Back there, back there, oh, where, back there, oh, where,
oh, where, back there, back there, back there … is my hairbrush?!

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Narrator: “Having heard his joyous proclamation, Grammy enters the scene.
Shocked and slightly embarrassed at the sight of Jack-Evan’s wet head,
Grammy regains her composure and comments …”

Grammy: “Why do you need a hairbrush? You don’t have any hair!”

Jack's First Haircut by you.

Narrator: “Jack-Evan is taken aback. The thought had never occured
to him. No hair? What would this mean?
What will become of him?
What will become of his hairbrush?
Jack-Evan wonders …”

Jack's First Haircut by you.

No hair for my hairbrush?

Jack's First Haircut by you.

No hair for my hairbrush?!

Jack's First Haircut by you.

No hair, no hair, no where, no hair,
no hair, no hair,
no where back there,

Jack's First Haircut by you.

no hair
.. for my hairbrush.

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Narrator: “Having heard his wonderings, Dada enters
the scene. Shocked and slightly embarrassed at the sight of
Jack-Evan’s freshly cut hair, Dada regains his composure and confesses …”

Dada: “Jack-Evan, that old hairbrush of yours …
Well, you never used it, and you don’t really need it anymore.
So, well, I’m sorry … I didn’t know.
But
I gave it to your Mama - ’cause she’s got hair!”

Jack's First Haircut by you.

Narrator: “Feeling a deep sense of loss,
Jack-Evan stumbles back and
laments…”

Jack's First Haircut by you.

Not fair! Oh, my hairbrush.
Not fair! My poor hairbrush.
Not fair, not fair, no hair, not fair, no where, no hair, not fair,
not fair, not fair!
My little hairbrush!

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Narrator: “Having heard his lament, Mama enters the scene.
Having for herself, her own long tangled mop of hair, both Jack-Evan and
Mama are shocked and slightly embarrassed at the sight of each other.
But recognizing Jack-Evan’s generosity, the Mama is thankful …”

Jack's First Haircut by you.

Mama:  Thanks for the hairbrush.

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Narrator: “Yes, good has been done here.
Jack-Evan smiles, but, still feeling an emotional
attachment for the hairbrush, calls out …”

Jack's First Haircut by you.

Take care of my hairbrush!

Jack's First Haircut by you.

Take care, oh my hairbrush…

Jack's First Haircut by you.

Take care, take care, don’t dare not care!

Jack's First Haircut by you.

Take care. Nice hair. No fair.
Take care, take care …
of my hairbrush.

Jack's First Haircut by you.

Narrator:  The end.

(P.S.  Only the tips of the hair was harmed in the making of this post)

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(P.S.S.  For the original version of this song ,
“Oh Where is my Hairbrush” 
from the VeggieTales, and to hear the tune
so you too can have it stuck in your head the rest of the week,
play this classic video below!) 

 

(If you don’t see the video in your reader, please visit our website!)

Where Jack-Evan Learns About Dating

Friday, December 5th, 2008

(Voiced by 7 month old Jack-Evan, Typed by Mommy)

Date Night by you.

Tonight my mommy told me that her and daddy were going on this thing called a date.
It sounded scary so I grabbed mommy’s necklace so she couldn’t get away. 
She had never been away from me, so I wasn’t sure she could handle it. 
Mommy knew I was worried though, and explained to me what a date is.

Let me tell all of you so you can know too.

Date Night by you.

You see, when two people love each other, they get married.
After a  while they suddenly realize they no longer spend as much
time together anymore. At least, that’s what she said.

I’m don’t really believe that part because I’m with mommy all the time and we
see my daddy quite often.   Adults are very confusing!

And as mommy continued to explain to me what a date was, I became even
more convinced that adults are confusing.

Date Night by you.

Mommy said that people get dressed up when they go on dates.

I thought my mommy looked just fine in her sweatpants and tshirt?

Date Night by you.

Next, you drive with your date to a restaraunt.

I wanted to ask why was it a special thing to eat?  We eat every day.
(But I kept my mouth shut)

Date Night by you.

Then, the man holds the door open for the lady…

Date Night by you.

…and pays for dinner.

Again, I wanted to ask mommy why was this special.  
Isn’t daddy’s money her money already?

Date Night by you.

After ordering a little coffee to go with your creamer…

Date Night by you.

You pig out daintily munch on your meal while talking with your honey.

(Mommy said women daintily munch on food while on dates, but I’ve seen
mommy eat and I know she’s not dainty…)

Date Night by you.

After the meal, you are supposed to talk about everything, nothing, and a little
in between as long as the subject doesn’t revolve around home and children.

(HA!  I happen to know mommy called Grammy at least 2 times to check on me) 

Date Night by you.

After this thing called “a date” is over, you are refreshed and in love all over again.

At least…that’s what my mommy said.

I don’t know if I’m ready for dates yet…but…

Date Night by you.

I am glad they came back home to me!

 

THE END :)

 

 

An Urgent Video Message from Jack-Evan

Wednesday, November 19th, 2008

(Voiced by 6 month old Jack-Evan, Typed by No One)

Dear Family and Friends….

Sincerely, Jack-Evan

My First Halloween

Monday, November 3rd, 2008

(Voiced by 5 month old Jack-Evan, typed by Mommy)

Trick o' Treating 10-31 by you.

Once upon a time, I went trick or treating with my mom and dad.

Trick o' Treating 10-31 by you.

I was a lion, Dad was a yankee farmer, and mom was a southern country girl.

Trick o' Treating 10-31 by you.

Since I can’t eat candy yet…

Trick o' Treating 10-31 by you.

…my Grammy gave me some baby food in my goodie bag!

Trick o' Treating 10-31 by you.

Next we treated my Abuella (Daddy’s birth mom).

Trick o' Treating 10-31 by you.

Then we went to Aunt Mae’s house.
(She is my Grammy’s sister)

Trick o' Treating 10-31 by you.

She’s one of *those* Aunts who is always kissing my chubby cheeks.

Trick o' Treating 10-31 by you.

We had a lot of fun visiting!

Trick o' Treating 10-31 by you.

And finally, we made our way over to cousin Tammy’s house…

Trick o' Treating 10-31 by you.

where we saw Willy Wonka…

Trick o' Treating 10-31 by you.

…Bat Woman…

Trick o' Treating 10-31 by you.

…and a really funny guy with yummy hair.
(Mom says he’s my cousin.  I didn’t want to believe her.)

Trick o' Treating 10-31 by you.

After roasting some marshmellows

Trick o' Treating 10-31 by you.

We said goodbye to everyone

Trick o' Treating 10-31 by you.

And went back to my Grammy and Papa’s house
for the rest of the evening.

The End.

P.S.  Please tell mommy to stop eating my candy. 
Thanks, Love, Jack-Evan