Jett the social butterfly.

Apparently Jett has already begun to work is way up the social later as two of his cronies have already stop by to visit. The first picture is Jett and Stephen last night hanging out in Jett's room while the parents enjoyed some asian cuisine.

Stephen (left) is 11 weeks old. Jett (right) is 5 days old. They where the same height and weight at birth. Is that crazy or what?



Samuel drove by in his 09' Chico Trans System to see how Jett was doing at the hospital.

Jett already has scheduled play dates with the Bowers and Beavers in his Day Planner. As you can see he has made friends with all the older kids, which is a big popularity boast. I guess it's easy when you are 6 days old.

The Pursuit of Perfection

I have heard it said that good professional photographers try to take 5-7 perfect pictures each year out of the million that they take. So by these standards I have 349 days left to get a few good ones of Jett's first year of life...here is what I have so far.

Some Things Change & Some Don't

Some Things Change

Over the past few days I have noticed a few changes, mainly in myself.

Mood Swings...Yes, I cried when I first saw my son.

I'm a talker...Over the last few years I have been tracking my progress as a talkative person. Due to my perfession this has been on a slight increase in over coming my antisocial personality. However my new role as father seems to have given me the ability to take to a wall.

I enjoy people visiting...Brittany and I have been blessed a large group of close friends (more on that later) and to this point in my life I have been the person that enjoys going to their house to hang out rather than have them over to our house. (This is probably because of my controlling personality that I like to have the ability to leave the situation at any time). However I have noticed that during our hospital stay and our return home I have actually desired for friends to come to our house to hang out.


Mom and Jett in hospital.

A Real Picture with Daddy's Camera.

Some Don't

Friends are still very vital...Over the past few days there has been one consistent thing that has seemed to rejuvenate Brittany and I like nothing else. Contact with friends. Wether its Nate and Hannah visiting from Asheville, Jessica stopping by after all her children have gone to bed, or phone calls/txt/emails with Phil, Luke, Nick, Jeff, Michael, Sarah, Amy, Ashley, and anybody else my sleep deprived brain might have forgotten; Friends as always have been absolutely vital.


Marriage (and now Parenting is still fun)...We still making stupid bets on ridiculous television shows, this time it was the Westminister Dog Show. (I won because he cheated, I saw the highlights on Sportscenter). We still are goofy, last night we both got around 6 hours of sleep through a tag-team effort, and I felt it necessary to sing and dance and this small victory.

Nate & Hannah visit.

Journey Home. (In Pictures)

Tuesday morning we woke up at the hospital with baby boy...I mean Jett. ( I am still adjusting to publicly saying his name).


The outfit he wore home...or more correctly "Stated" the hat. Jett and I had a long conversation in the nursery after he was born regarding the lack of athletic dominance of the Wolfpack. He responded by screaming and shivering, but that might have been because the nurse was taking his temperature.



Mommy and Jett climb in the back seat of the car for the trip home. We listened to John Mayer Continuum which apparently bored Jett because he slept.


Daddy and Jett take a stroll towards the house.


The Greatest Meal Ever. Our first night in the hospital after Jett was born my wife had a craving for a Ham-Cheese and Mustard Sandwich. With a quick call to Memaw & Grandaddy we had some delivered. After downing the sandwiches, Brittany eating two and Matt eating one, Brittany and I both where struck with a severe craving that has continued to exist. So naturally our first thing to do once we arrived and home was to have our first family meal together which consisted of Ham-Cheese and Mustard Sandwiches, Cheddar and Sour Cream Chips, and Strawberry Limeades. A feast like non other.

The Faces of Love

We all remember the family from yesterdays window scene:
So lets get to know them and their responsibilities a little bit better...



"Papa" Responsibilities: Automotive Education, Voice Lessons, & Randomness



"Nana" Responsibilities: Medication Consultant & General Yard Sale Management



"Granddaddy" Responsibilities: NC State brain washing & Emotional Development



"Memaw" Responsibilities: General Spoiling & On Call Medical Researcher



"Aunt Beba" Responsibilities: Artistic Development, Verbal Self-Defense, and Purchaser of Noisy and Annoying Toys



"Aunt Ashey" Responsibility: Favorite Child Psychology & Temptation and Per Pressure training through use of negative ECU influence.

Jett: The pictures.

First family portrait. Jett acknowledges that bad eye sight is in his future.




The peanut gallery. Jett seemed slightly concerned about meeting the family.



Jett's first impression...Dr. Evil. (dad is slightly worried).



Tired from a long trip down the birth canal, Jett's decides that its time for a nap. And he has been sleeping ever since.

Birthday.

It is February 8th, 2009 and my wife and I have just given birth to a 8 pound 8 oz., 21.5 inches long boy names Jett Robert Bryant.
We at the hospital until Tuesday morning and after a bit of sleep are doing well. Pictures coming soon.