I turned 38 today. Yea! I didn't meet my weight goal that I hoped to be at this point, but I didn't totally fail it either. I'm still sitting at 285 lbs, which is what I've weighed for several months now. That's 45 pounds lighter than I was this time last year. I've still got three months until our trip to the beach when I may be forced to pose for a thong picture if I don't weigh less than Uncle Bull.
We had my birthday lunch at Sakura, a local Japanese steakhouse that we all really enjoy. We were joined by two couples from church. We're probably going to have to stop eating out for a while, since Jackson has started becoming grumpy about halfway through meals and we end up scarfing down the food and running out of the restaurant with him screaming the whole time.
Jackson was sitting in his little bouncy recliner tonight with Marissa and me in the basement. The chair has little colorful animals that hang down right in front of his face. Tonight he started batting them with his hands, which is the first time we've seen him do that. We were pretty excited. Then he stared at his hand for a few minutes and started grabbing them. We were both cheering at that point and he started laughing. It's really cool to be able to watch him learn new things almost every day.
I'll close this blog post with a picture of me when I was six months old. I'm sure Heff will photoshop it somehow. Too bad he doesn't have a blog to post it on anymore though.