The Faison's Presents...

WYLIE, TX – Max Faison (as himself) and Lucy (as herself) find themselves in unfamiliar territory as the new kid on the block enters their lives. Just when they thought they were set in their ways, Max gets evicted from the crib while Lucy comes to the realization that even more food will find its way onto her floor.  Follow these two on their wild escapades as Max, for the first time in his life, becomes the Big Brother.

What we're trying to say is...WE'RE PREGNANT!

ROAD TRIP!!!

A road trip doesn't have quite the same ring as it once did it college. Sure, jumping in the car with two roommates with few plans and even fewer responsibilities is fun. Why wouldn't it be? But when you take the guys out of the equation and add a wife, baby, and a newborn, it's a whole different road trip. Not really in a bad way, just a different kind of fun. For instance, instead of picking up a guy on the interstate and taking him back to his house to get a tire iron is no longer an option...mainly because we have no room, but also because we spend our downtime looking for large areas of grass with no cars around and dog-friendly hotels. If we aren't driving, we are sleeping. If we aren't sleeping, we are trying to soothe Max. If we aren't trying to soothe Max, we're giving Lucy some leftover love. You get the picture.

We are on our way to Bruce, MS to visit my Mee Maw, Aunt Donna, Aunt Angie, and my cousin Chris. We had a chance to FaceTime with Angie and Mee Maw a couple weeks ago, but obviously it's a little different in person. After an overnight stay there, we'll head down to Daphne to see both of our immediate families. My Dad and I are going up to the Bama-Arkansas game on Saturday, where the Razorbacks will be thoroughly dismantled without regard, and we'll have Max's baptism at Courtney's home church on Sunday. We'll stay for a few more days before we make our trek to Jacksonville, FL to visit Courtney's sister and her husband, Ryan and Rebecca, as well as head down to Gainesville for the Bama-Florida, where another SEC for will incur the wrath of Coach Saban and his minions. Eventually we'll make it back to Dallas sometime that week, probably around October 5thish (However, if any thieves are reading this, we are actually at home, fully armed). So basically two weeks away will give us a chance to get away without really getting away at all. I mean c'mon, who wouldn't want this?

Location:Grenada, MS

The Name Wars

As some of you may know, and some of you have already assumed, Courtney and I generally have very different opinions on quite a few things. And they always seem to be big, "important" issues; in this case, the name of our first born. Whether we have a boy or girl, we knew it would take a while to agree on something. The subject has risen before in general conversation over the years, and every time either one of us threw out a possible name, the common reaction was "What!? That's not gonna happen." And so the battle began.

Courtney's suggestions are sometimes good, but I'm too stubborn to cross over to the dark side of Ethan and Cooper (no offense to any Ethans and Coopers reading this). I'm more of a Jason Faison kind of guy. I like a name that has a nice ring to it. Richie Rich, Mickey Rooney, Alli Bama, etc. Those are all names that you can't forget, right? Apparently so, but not in the positive way that I thought. We're "supposed" to have something traditional that won't embarrass the child. So I backed off a little and went with some more tame names. For a girl, we actually both found one that we liked...a lot. Aeva. Or is it Ava? Well, we both thought differently for different reasons and I'll just leave it at that. We were both hung on our versions and decided, "If we're not gonna do it my way, then we're not gonna do it at all." So that was that. Who knows what name we'll end up seeing on the birth certificate? We definitely know what it won't be. Jane Doe. We're two very proud parents-to-be and will definitely find something that suits us...tradition and phonetics included.