NC State vs. Gardner-Webb

I know we went to the game in September, but I figured better late then never. Jett's first State game was also Jett's first Gardner-Webb game. He granddaddy's alta malter vs. daddy's alta malter. But of course being State fans we sat on the State side with full State gear on. However, I did have my Gardner-Webb shirt on underneath my jersey just in case.

We tailgated before the game and Jett took it all in. I was scared that he would get freaked out by all the people and noise, but he did just fine. When the players come out of the tunnel and they set off fire works I thought for sure he would scream. Nope, he thought it was great. It amazes me that already he is becoming a little independent man. And, in a way that makes me a little sad, but I'm reminded that I'm his mommy and he'll always be my little boy.

The best part of our whole trip was watching the joy on Granddaddy and Memaw's faces as they spent time with their grandson's. I can't help but think that while granddaddy was attending State he didn't know at the time that he would be back years later with his wife, daughter,son,son-in-law, daughter-in-law and 2 sweet grandbabies with such joy in his heart. What a fun day!

Tailgating

State Boys!

"Hey Memaw whatcha doing all the way down there?"

In the stands.

Yeah Aunt Beba and Mewaw!

This is getting intense.

Seriously how do you sleep in a packed out football stadium?

Two happy grandparents.

Who says museums are boring?

Yesterday on Matt's day off we decided we would go on a field trip. Our first thought was the Zoo but it was rainy, so we decided we would go to the Greensboro Children's Museum. It's great taking Jett to these types of things right now because he gets free admission; however the lady at the desk questioned the fact that he was 7 months. At 1 year you have to pay at the museum and the lady said with an accusative voice, "He sure doesn't look like he's 7 months," with a raised eyebrow. Yes ma'm I know that he is quite big for his age, but I do distinctively remember giving birth to him a little over 7 months ago.

We did have a blast though. We're not sure who had more fun though, us or Jett. We'll let you decide by looking at these pictures.


Jett wondering when it will be his turn to play in the race car.

Jett & Matt playing Legos.

Future Pilot? Maybe he can make his mommy not so scared of flying.

Pictures don't give justice to how cute he looked in that fireman jacket.

Little boy in a big chair

I could seriously go on with the pictures we took, but I'll stop here.

We're Back!!!

This is now Brittany signing on. I've decided to take over the blogging duties in an attempt to keep our family and friends updated on our family's fascinating life.

So what's new in the Bryant household. Jett just turned 7 months old, which is crazy. It doesn't seem like he should be that old, but at the same time it seems like he has always been here. The child is into everything. His new name is "Crash." We're averaging 5 head injuries a day, which equals 5 mini heart attacks for me.

He does this awesome army crawl, which he's gotten pretty fast at. The newest thing that happened yesterday is pulling up on things, equaling more head injuries and more mini heart attacks. My compassionate husband informed me that he will get injured the rest of his life and I've got to learn how to cope with these small injuries now. That was the most comforting words I've ever heard. Man, he's sensitive.

In a couple of weeks we're going to the State v. Gardner-Webb game. The whole Bryant/Kelley clan. We're curious to see how Jett does. It will be a long day for an infant. We definitely know there's going to be one happy granddaddy there showing off his grandsons.

So, that's pretty much the latest. I promise to try and update at least once a week. Here are some pictures of one cute baby boy.



Waking up from a nap.



It's tiring being so stinking cute.



I love this face!

While moms away the boys will play.

A few weeks ago Britt took a trip to Wilmington with one of her brides, (My wife is a wedding coordinator), in order to help them prepare for a wedding. While she was gone it was a total boys weekend. Here are some pictures from the weekend:

Picture and more pictures

So it has become quiet apparent that Jett is going to either love or hate having his picture taken. Recently I began to investigate starting my own photography business with the hopes of paying for Jett's college education or at least make enough money to support my expensive hobby of photography. I have even gone as far as making my own website: www.mattbryantphotography.com.

I have taken pictures of weddings, senior portraits, baby/children portraits, and events for fun for a number of years and have finally gained enough confidence in my abilities to charge for it. Here are some pictures from the latest family day session, which lasted about 5 minutes before Jett decided he didn't want his picture taken any more. We got one good picture and one eh okay picture and here they are:

Family Day.

So our newest attempt at household sanity has result in Thursday becoming our family day. This past family day we decided to take some pictures just for fun here are the results...

We have scheduled another picture day for next Thursday.

The Brainwashing begins early.

So we can all agree that children for the most part seem to follow in there parents footsteps as far as the way they view the world. Like my father before me it seems that I as well have begun the process of leading my son into a belief system that will ultimately lead to heart ache and crushed hopes. There will now be many weekends and week nights that my son will sit with me in the living room shaking our heads in discouragement. This system of thinking that I am willing my soon into will cause him to face much criticism every day at school and will face ridicule from his classmates. Yes that's right ladies and gentleman in a State that claims to bleed blue (shade doesn't really matter) my son*, my father, and myself will continue to be NC State fans. And though I don't talk trash often...because State never gives the chance to...I bleed NC State red and I can prove it!

*I am well aware of the scheming of many of my friends who stand a good chance of leading my son astray to the blue side of the world, but I will still love him and completely understand.