It was a typical Tuesday...

Until about 4 a.m. that is. Jack had been sleeping pretty regularly from his bedtime (about 8:30 p.m.) until at least 6 a.m, sometimes later, without waking up. Not so this day. At 4 a.m., he was up. We managed to get him back to sleep a couple times, but finally at 5:50 a.m. mom had to feed him, a full hour earlier than his scheduled time.

That was just the first of what was a crazy day in the Lozen household. I was feeling pretty wiped out and blah, so I called in and stayed home. Turns out God had a reason for me to be home this day. Here's a running diary from 9 a.m. until about 1 p.m.:

9 a.m. - I got up, jumped in on a conference call for work, and did some other work while listening.

10 a.m. - Jack goes down for his morning nap.

10:05 a.m. - Jack's not asleep.

10:10 a.m. - Jack. Still not sleeping.

10:20 a.m. - Rinse and repeat.

10:30 a.m. - Amy and I decide that the rash/cradle cap on Jack's head needs to be looked at. There were a few tiny cuts in it, and it had started to be wet at times. We make an 12 noon appointment. By the way, not sleeping.

11 a.m. - I'm in the shower, Jack's in his bouncy seat in the bathroom with me. Never took his nap.

11:10 a.m. we decide to leave for the doctor right then to let Jack get a nap in the car before his 12 noon appointment.

11:15 a.m. - Two phones ringing, Jack asking for attention, Amy heading out to start the car. I answer the call from my insurance company while holding Jack.

11:16 a.m. - We have a problem. Seems all this below-zero temperature had penetrated our garage. Our garage is where we store bottled water, and diet coke. Can you see where this is headed?

11:25 a.m. - Amy finally heads out with Jack. We drove separate because she had another appointment in the afternoon. I head to the garage to survey the damage.

11:26 a.m. - Four coke cans had exploded. One had split from top to bottom along the side. One had completely blown the top off. That top was lying on the ground a clear 8 feet from the can it came from. The other two just cracked. The result, frozen coke all over the garage, mainly on my car. Diet Coke had managed to shoot from the front of the garage all the way to my rear window, a good nine feet at least.

11:30-11:40 - I'm sweeping frozen coke out of the garage, trying to sort the good cans from the ruined ones.

11:45 - I'm finally on the road.

12-1 p.m - We're in the doctor's office. Vital stats: 12 pounds, 13.5 ounces. 25 inches long. All looks good there. Doctor prescribes a cream for Jack's head. At 1 p.m. I head home with Jack.

And that was just three hours! Things slowed down then, Jack took a good long nap, and Amy came home just before his 4 p.m. feeding.

Before we continue, let me take you to last night. I come home from work, Jack's on his blanket having tummy time. Amy's making some mac and cheese. I look at Jack, he's wiggling around on his belly. I look at Amy to talk to her. I look back at Jack, he's on his back! Huh????

Seems Jack rolled over for the first time, and we missed it. We had a feeling this was coming soon, and sure enough, it did. Attempts to repeat the act were unsuccessful Monday night.

Back to Tuesday. We're having tummy time again, and this time, we're ready for it. Sure enough, he did it again. I grabbed the video camera and captured the action. See the above post for the footage.

So we have a mobile baby now it seems. Things could start to get really interesting around here.