Quack

I've been meaning to post something for a couple weeks now. But I haven't, until now. I've been devoting most of my spare time to searching for and applying for jobs. There's a job at Olympic College in Bremerton that I am very optimistic about getting. It closes tomorrow. I turned in all required documents last week, and the suspense is killing me.

Jack has spent a lot of time in the car lately. A couple weeks ago, we spent some time driving around the Kitsap Peninsula (I applied for a couple jobs out there).

This was taken at the general store in Port Gamble. I did not apply there, although, maybe I should have.

Our friend Veronica's friend whose name I can't remember (sorry) somehow acquired a tapestry featuring Chairman Mao, and it's hanging up in his bike shop, Crank, in Portland.

Jack started crawling a couple weeks ago, but so far he can only move backwards and in circles. He seemed quite proud when he discovered a box of his toys the other day.

Here is Jack with a very fascinating spot of sunlight on the couch.

Post-run nap with Monkey and Ziggles.

Jack's new favorite toy is a little rubber duck with sunglasses and a tie. It's name is Quack. I named it as Jack is not yet able. But he loves hearing the word, "quack!" It makes him laugh.

Quack has become a pacifier substitute.