Ah Wuh Woo and Melmo

Jameson's Aunt Leah got married a few weeks ago, making "Unc Shon" officially Uncle Jon.





Jameson's vocabulary and pronunciation is getting better every day, and he will typically try to say anything we prompt him. A few weeks ago Leah asked him to say "I love you", and he immediately responded with "Ah Wuh Woo". My heart just melted, and he has continued to say it when asked.

This Monday as Nathan was getting ready for work, Jameson heard him open the front door. Jameson came running down the hallway yelling, "Dada! Bye! Dada! Bye! Ah Wuh Woo! Bye!" and then he blew a kiss!

Nathan reports that Jameson also told the cat that he loved her a few days ago.

This morning Jameson added a new word to his vocabulary, and it's one I actually wish he didn't know: Elmo.

We have a book with Elmo, so Jameson has seen and heard about the little red furry guy for awhile. Elmo is also on his diapers, and on the diaper box. A few days ago Jameson noticed baby Elmo crawling on the diaper box, and told me that it was a frog. I thought this was hilarious, and have been telling the story all week.

I guess Jameson finally put it all together, and this morning after his diaper change, he crawled over to the diaper boxes and showed me every Elmo on the box. It started out as "melmo", but he got the correct pronunciation pretty quickly.

He is a Boy

First of all, I'm sorry that the frequency of posting pictures here has dropped. I've tried to break my constant camera habit, and have been uploading pictures elsewhere. I got a new phone recently that allows me to post pictures straight to my facebook profile. So when we're out and about, I can send pictures right away. Even if you are not on facebook, you can see those pictures at: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=229157&id=904445639&l=258834c360

Jameson has been discovering that he has the ability to say "no" and willfully be naughty. He's still very good most of the time, but it's a little scary not having my "perfect" little baby any more.

Yesterday I was folding laundry in the bedroom, and could hear Jameson walking around the house, occasionally talking to himself. I wasn't too worried about what he was doing. It turns out he was taking his flashcards one by one to the door and trying to stick them in the crack between the door and molding. (Also notice the book with half of the cover ripped off -- he tries to turn that page when there are no more pages, and that is the result)


But with a smile like that, it's easily forgiven.


We had a lot of rain this weekend. Jameson was very happy to get wet.



And throw rocks. I told him he could throw rocks, outside, away from people and away from the house. He was thrilled.