#48 - Jim and B.O.B.

Ok all, the answer to #48 in the countdown. I, know doubt, have kept you waiting long enough. The suspense is palpable, I'm sure. Everyone has been asking me, "Who's Jim?"

For most of you who've kept up with the blog or gone back to read the previous posts, you have been introduced to B.O.B. He was "adopted" a few months ago and is the kickin' new stroller seen in the picture to the right.

To recap, B.O.B. is fit for running, the beach, a 200lb. person (true and tested), etc. His name stands for "Beast Of Burden" (no joke) and he's been anxiously awaiting the arrival of baby-O.

Now, the newcomer is to the left. His name is Jim. He's a sweet Dyson vacuum affectionately named after his creator: James Dyson. Yeah, it's cheesy, but that's totally us, right?

Anyway, Jim and B.O.B. have quickly become fast friends. There was no animosity felt from B.O.B.; he didn't pull the whole, "Hey, I've been here 2months longer than you. I own you!" In fact, Kim and I have even come home to find them cuddling as seen in the above picture. It's really sweet. I would have to say it was the proudest moment of my vacuum/stroller owning life to see how well they get along.

Kim and I aren't spoiling them though. They have to abide by strict rules: no running in the house and they have to pick up after themselves... Jim is definitely going to be Kim's favorite, I can already tell.

Let us know if you want to meet either of them. They've been socialized well. Although Jim sucks, B.O.B. is really cool.

NOTE:

All corny jokes and puns have been placed here
for the primary purpose of amusing Grandpa Olmsted
(yeah you, dad... you're a Grandpa!)

Oh, and... I'm a dork.

~Kurt