Jameson

Teddy Thinks...

2010-07-25T20:12:00.000-07:00

This is for you, Dad.

Jameson and I have discovered that our netflix subscription let's him watch Diego and Dora whenever he wants, and so it has become my job to cut him off at some point. He needs to play, and I need to stop hearing about Rescue Pack.

So, this evening I told Jameson no more videos until after dinner, and he whined a little, then went to play fire trucks in his room. Just a few minutes later, he came out showing me my old turtle toy and my teddy bear. I took turtle back to her high shelf, but let Jameson have Teddy. He put him on a chair, and I asked if Teddy wanted to play.

"No, I think maybe bear wants to watch a Diego."

Singing

2010-06-20T16:55:00.000-07:00

Jameson loves to sing in church. It doesn't bother him that he doesn't know the words.

My Bedtime Story

2010-05-31T21:02:00.000-07:00

Jameson just told me this story:

On Wednesday, there was a pig. He was sick. So he went home and went to sleep. And ate a snack. On Thursday he woke up. He heard a funny word outside his window. It was a duck. Then he heard another funny word. It was another....

From there it turned into a lot of made up words and 'they went here' while pointing to a place on his leg. But he made up his own story, with only a little plagiarism from Curious George!

Napping in the Car

2010-05-30T15:44:00.001-07:00

Both my boys took a nap on the way home from Phoenix. They look even more alike when they sleep. And yes, I did take this photo while driving; my eyes were on the road the entire time.

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Aunt Leah!

2010-05-13T20:18:00.000-07:00

Aunt Leah is in town and she stopped by today. I purposefully didn't mention her to Jameson, to see if he would remember her. He seemed to remember that she is fun to play with, but the name stumped him at first. She kept trying to get him to say it, and he acted shy. I turned on the camera while she is holding him, saying she won't let him down until he says 'Aunt Leah'. It's very, very faint, but at the end, she says "but I love you" and he responds "I love you too" while he throws his arms around her. Awww....

Watching them squirm and play reminded me of some pictures I took when Jameson was itty bitty. There is another one that is just perfect, but I can't find it. Leah was holding this tiny, crying baby to her chest while he struggles and pushes his butt up in the air. If I can find it on my back-up harddrive, I'll post it later.

I Tickle You!

2010-04-19T11:47:00.001-07:00

Jameson wants to tickle me but can't reach, so he's tickling the window!

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Fixing Daddy's Car

2010-04-15T09:37:00.001-07:00

The battery is dead, so Grandpa came over to see if it can take a charge. Jameson loves to help with the tools!

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So Bad and So Good

2010-04-12T11:36:00.001-07:00

Jameson spent the morning with the neighbor girl, who is a year older than him but considerably smaller. They're getting better at playing together, but Jameson still gets a little too rough sometimes. They were 'jackhammering' all around his room with a toy hammer and a toy ax, and then Jameson decided that his hammer is now a regular hammer, and hit Sarah in the arm with it.

She started to cry, and Jameson thought it was funny at first. I held Sarah and ignored Jameson so that he wouldn't be rewarded with attention, figuring I would scold him later. Then I feel Jameson come up and hug Sarah and me, saying "It's okay, I'm sorry." She kept crying, and he hugged us again, then ran off to the living room. Sarah walked to follow him, and he showed up with a kleenex, which he used to wipe her tears! And he said sorry again!

How can this little boy be so mean sometimes, and then become so sweet?

Bus!

2010-04-09T09:36:00.001-07:00

We're taking a bus trip downtown. Jameson is enthralled.

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Cousins

2010-04-04T16:59:00.001-07:00

Trains, a bubble whistle and candy. A fun afternoon.

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Boy

2010-03-24T11:27:00.000-07:00

This is a very old picture, but I need it to remind me of how adorable and sweet my son is. Because right now I'm not feeling it.

This morning while I was loading up the washing machine Jameson crawled into his bed. I went into his room and laid down with him. We talked and cuddled for a few minutes, then he hopped up and climbed down, and told me in his fake-serious voice that I should stay there. He rambled around the house for a few minutes then came back to the bed, we read a book, then got up. I went to the bookshelf by his door for my glasses.

They weren't there. I was pretty sure that's where I had put them, so I looked around on the floor, in the shelves, and asked Jameson to help me look. We ended up spending 45 minutes looking for my glasses. I put in my contacts so I could see while we searched. I kept asking Jameson where he put my glasses, and he would always tell me that he had put them exactly where I was looking. Or he would tell me that the garbage truck took them. So I looked in the garbage cans. Nope.

I was getting very frustrated and tried to calm down, telling Jameson that he is not in trouble, that I was not mad, I just need to know where the glasses are. "Garbage truck"

I did, during this time, get a decent amount of angry cleaning done. I sorted his toys as I searched each box, I dusted the shelves as I looked behind the books, and I swept as I moved the couch.

And that's where I found the glasses. Most of them, at least. I found the frame, with one lens, dropped in the gap between the two couches and the table. One arm was bent at the hinge and that lens was missing. I showed this to Jameson, and he managed now to tell me that he tried to wear the glasses and they broke, and he tried to fix them. I told him that he was not in trouble, but he's not allowed to touch mommy's glasses any more. And where was that missing lens?

He insisted that he had broken and fixed the glasses on the rug in the living room, and eventually we found the lens under a chair. Amazingly, it wasn't scratched, and I was able to get it back in the frame. They still feel 'wrong' when I wear them, but they're usable.

I'm not actually upset about the glasses. If it happens again, I will be. But it is so upsetting to realize that my little baby is old enough to lie and evade to avoid getting caught and getting in trouble. I don't want him to grow up!

Daddy

2010-03-18T18:45:00.000-07:00

I just read a book to Jameson called, "I Love my Daddy Because". Each page has an animal family doing something, and a phrase like "I love my daddy because he keeps me warm" or "he teaches me to be brave." On some of the pages I would stop and ask Jameson if his daddy does that.

Now it's bed time, so as Jameson walked down the hall, he told me that, "My daddy will teach me to be a marshal, and I love my marshal, and when he's all done doing marshal he will wrestle me."

Fruit roll up

2010-03-16T15:17:00.001-07:00

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Tree

2010-03-16T15:16:00.001-07:00

We'll try this again

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First Tree Climbing

2010-03-16T15:07:00.001-07:00

I planted that tree when I was 4 months pregnant with Jameson. Now he can play on it! Today it was his excavator, I think. We had lunch outside, and he ate a fruit roll up that grandma left him. I had to show him how.

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Kid in a Toy Store

2010-02-19T09:21:00.001-08:00

I bribe Jameson to be good in the store with promises of time in the toy aisles. He's figuring out how to make all the trucks make noise.

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Play House

2010-02-09T10:37:00.001-08:00

For only $290, you could give Jameson the joy of his own little home. We've been stuck in this aisle at Costco for quite awhile now. Ah, and now it's his garbage truck, and he has to get out to pick up each garbage can on the road.

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Wow

2010-02-02T08:45:00.001-08:00

We're getting the oil changed, and I had a feeling Jameson would like the repair shop. He's having a blast.

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Harmonica

2010-01-27T09:53:00.001-08:00

We're at a play group at the neighbors house. Jameson has been watching the older kids playing the harmonica, and now he's trying it out.

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A New Friend

2010-01-17T12:13:00.001-08:00

The playground is crawling with kids after church, and Jameson has made a new friend. Eli is a year older, but Jameson is still bigger than him.

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Baking Boy Baking Boy Bak

2010-01-10T08:42:00.000-08:00

Jameson loves helping me in the kitchen, especially when I give him some of the ingredients I'm using. He helped make cookies yesterday. I tucked a towel into his pants as an apron, and he took to the roll of chef quite well.

He decided some of the flour is to be saved for later, and that it is Christmas presents. For Uncle Ben, Aunt UAnn and Isaiah. Ariadne gets the bowl, I assume.

A New Kitchen

2009-12-28T15:47:00.000-08:00

Last week I replaced the faucet on my bathroom sink, and want to make a new play kitchen for Jameson. We went to a thrift store today, I was hoping to find a bookshelf or something similar to use as the base (since cardboard didn't work too well before!)

I was so happy to find this old bathroom cabinet. It's metal, a little rusted, and missing the decorative part of one leg, but it's perfect for us. It has a drawer and two shelves in the cabinet. I took it in the backyard so I can clean it and re-paint it, but I think we'll end up leaving it there too.

Jameson took to playing with it right away. Several garden tools are hiding inside, and he was trying to tell me what the rake was for, but he got distracted.

He decided to chase the cat. She ran.

He got distracted by the scissors, and so Jasmine got to escape.

Garbage Truck!

2009-12-25T16:32:00.001-08:00

Jameson has enjoyed opening presents all day, but this last one was probably the best. A GARBAGE TRUCK! Made from DUPLOS! Isaiah helped him put it together, and he's been picking up the trash and driving it around ever since.

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Giddy Up!

2009-12-24T15:11:00.001-08:00

Uncle Ben is a great horse. And a scooper. And a train. Overall, he's just a wonderful uncle.

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Faux Hawk

2009-12-21T11:15:00.001-08:00

Aunt Leah styled his hair. He looks like a dinosaur.

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Lemon

2009-12-18T08:56:00.001-08:00

Jameson got a lemon from Grandma yesterday, and he brought it in the car on the way to Phoenix today. He hasn't decided what to do with it, but he managed to get some of the rind off. Sure makes the car smell good!

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Train

2009-12-16T10:28:00.001-08:00

The train went all around the lake. We saw ducks and pigeons, bridges and a waterfall. The conductor peeped the horn to clear the path. We're looking at elephants now, and he won't stop talking about the train!

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Train

2009-12-16T10:23:00.001-08:00

We came to the zoo since it's a pretty day. Just as we walked up, the little park train was pulling up. The conductor was very nice and let us ride even though I was short a dollar. As you can imagine, Jameson was thrilled.

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Fixing the Washing Machine

2009-12-11T14:53:00.001-08:00

Grandpa, a different tool box, dryer in the middle of the kitchen, water and gunk on the floor, washer open and up in the air... Jameson is so happy!

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Tired Ramblings, Take Two

2009-12-10T12:29:00.000-08:00

So, video straight from the phone doesn't work, but uploading it to the computer first does. Hopefully I will be getting my camera back soon...

Tired Ramblings

2009-12-10T12:06:00.001-08:00

Sending a video from my phone. Hope it works!

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Delay

2009-12-09T08:25:00.001-08:00

Nathan's flight is delayed, so we get to spend some time with him in the airport. Jameson likes watching the luggage on the conveyor belt, and is now running around like a crazy child.

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Helping Daddy

2009-12-07T17:23:00.001-08:00

Nathan emptied his work locker into a big bag, and now Jameson is enjoying helping pull it all out.

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Socks

2009-12-02T18:06:00.000-08:00

We spent the afternoon driving around picking up things for Nathan since he leaves in a week, and we found ourselves near a mall. I was driving, and Nathan and I were talking, when Jameson asked, "What's that in tree?"

I wasn't sure which tree he was referring to, and I was trying to listen to Nathan, so I didn't pay think too much about it until he answered his own question. "It's a sock!"

A few seconds later it hit me what he had said. "Jameson, did you just say there is a sock in the tree?"

"Yep!"

Nathan started laughing, more at the look on my face than his response. Nathan knew exactly what he was talking about, and told him that they were, in fact, socks.

Then I saw them. Big, red, sparkly socks with fake candy sticking out. I tried to explain the term "stocking", but was laughing too hard. Socks, they are.

Firetruck

2009-11-27T14:37:00.001-08:00

I don't know how he sits in this thing, but it is a perfectly logical firetruck, what with the hose and all.

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A Memorable Thanksgiving Morning

2009-11-26T10:41:00.000-08:00

We're getting ready to leave for dinner, but we've already had a very eventful morning. I won't place blame on who had said they would be up, but we found ourselves with an awake boy and sleeping parents around 10:30. At some point Jameson had told me that he wanted breakfast (second breakfast at this point), and I told him to ask Nathan, thinking he was up. And so our creative boy took matters into his own hands.

Jameson has a "stove" that I made for him, with oven door and sink, plus mini pots and pans and plastic food. So when Jameson came to my bedside saying, "Momma, want an egg?", I was expecting to see his plastic egg. But instead, I saw one of his pans with a egg in it. A cracked egg. With no shell. It looked like he was about to fry it. The yoke wasn't even broken!

So of course, I asked him where the rest of the egg was. He merrily lead me to the kitchen, where a large bowl sat on a chair, with a fair amount of eggy goop in the bottom. But still no shells.

"Where is the rest of the egg? The white part?"

"Oh! In my room!"

I was still in a haze of confusion, so this is the point that Nathan, still in the living room, figured it out ahead of me. "Is there egg all over his room?"

Yes. Yes, there was. Jameson's stove was dripping with egg, and a few more pans were "cooking" there. He had closed the lid of the toy box, and had put his egg carton (a clean, used one) on there. And he had filled it. By my count, it was 5 eggs he had taken from the refrigerator. All smashed and drained. It looked like he had simply cracked them in his fist, and obviously gotten quite good at it.

So, he was plopped into the bath, toys, books and everything else was taken to the backyard or dishwasher, and I mopped very well. We've been telling Jameson that eggs stay in the kitchen, not to take food from the refrigerator without Momma, and play food is for playing, real food is for cooking. We'll see.

I wanted to get pictures, but the battery was dead. Probably for the best. Now I can remember how funny it all was, instead of remembering the mess.

Trash Can?

2009-11-25T09:49:00.001-08:00

We came down to the main library for a farmers market and story time. But it's preschool time, not toddler time, so Jameson got antsy having to sit still for so long. In the children's section they have this carpeted cylinder to climb in. I don't know what it's supposed to be, but Jameson insists it's a trash can.

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Horn

2009-11-16T18:51:00.000-08:00

Aunt Leah is visiting, and she came over to play with Jameson this morning. He was driving his 'truck' around and she helped him rig up a 'horn'. He decided that this horn doesn't say "honk" or "beep". It says "HORN".

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After all that silliness, Jameson wanted to try on Leah's hat. She said it would be too big, but I told her she might be surprised.

He has a big head.

In an attempt to tire him out, we went to Target. Grocery shopping is much easier with an Auntie to distract the boy. They found a couch to sit on.

And Jameson wandered over to the vacuums. But he got a little scared and needed to hold on to Leah's leg.

We came home and Leah made a grilled cheese for Jameson. He helped...

...by eating the cheese.

Scoopers

2009-11-10T13:09:00.001-08:00

Jameson has all three of his big trucks out digging in the dirt. The excavators really are scooping dirt into the dump truck, and he makes beep beep noises as the dump truck dumps it all back out. He's been at this for 15 minutes and doesn't look like he'll be stopping any time soon.

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Cooking

2009-11-05T16:01:00.000-08:00

Jameson and I made an apple strudel. He was a big help, especially in getting rid of those pesky "extra" apple slices.

I didn't really want him playing with the flour and spices, so I gave him some pumpkin seeds and the measuring cups. He ate some seeds, found paper plates by the microwave to serve them on, and in general made a wonderful mess.

Halloween

2009-11-02T10:34:00.000-08:00

I can't believe this is Jameson's third winter. He is so big, so smart and so aware. He's learning new things every day, picking up words and phrases and getting very good at communicating.

Last night he asked for his fire truck book before bed. I started looking for his 'big trucks' book and asked Jameson if he knew where it was. "It's in the trash, Mom."

Turns out he was referring to a catalog of toy trucks that he had ripped up earlier in the day. And it was, in fact, now in the trash.

More pictures from Halloween here.

Granpa Roo!

2009-10-27T14:02:00.000-07:00

Jameson was very excited to go to Grandpa Roo's house this weekend, and no matter how much I explained that he was only visiting Uncle Ben, he insisted we were going to Grandpa Roo's house.

We stayed for two days, and the kids had a lot of fun together. Jameson loves their train set, and here is a cute video of all the kids (and Ben) playing. Jameson is a ham, is he not? (And too violent - we're working on that)

Photos are on facebook. You can see them even if you don't have an account.

Photos

Scooper!

2009-10-22T14:27:00.000-07:00

Now that the weather is nice, Jameson and I walk up to the grocery store every few days. It's just about the right distance for Jameson to be able to walk it on his own, but long enough that it tires him out pretty well.

There has been some construction work going on along the road, and there are usually some little scoopers or scarpers sitting there. Jameson loves to go look, touch and get under them. Today, while he was exploring the scooper, a dump truck pulled up behind us and dumped a ton of dirt on the ground. Jameson was fascinated, and scared, and curious. I had to carry him away so that we wouldn't be in the way.

When we left the store he ran as fast as he could so he could see if the dump truck was still there. It was gone, but he got to see the giant pile dirt, and the hay ropes laid down to keep it in place. He wanted to play in the dirt, but I directed him to the rocks and dirt we were walking on. He spent the rest of the walk home picking up handfuls of dirt, walking a few steps, throwing it and scooping up some more.

This was much better than last time we walked up, when he decided half way home that he was not going to walk. When I refused to carry him, this is what happened:

Passive resistance. He just lays there. Once I got him across the street, though, he perked up since there were some other kids. (I told him they were neighborhood kids. Today as we walked, he stopped in front of that house and yelled "Neighborhood!' Where are you?")

And, an old picture I took on the way home from picking up our CSA. Jameson had grabbed a pear from the "extras" basket, and dug right in. He ate the entire thing, seeds and all.

Big Boy Bed

2009-10-16T19:53:00.000-07:00

Today we graduated Jameson up to a big bed. It was Uncle Caleb's bed, in fact. We had been hyping it up all week, reading stories about big beds, talking about everyone who sleeps in big beds, looking at new big bed sheets. When Grandma and Grandpa pulled up with the bed in the truck, Jameson was already at the door and jumped all the way down the sidewalk.

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Grandpa and Dad set it up, we put on some old sheets. After Jameson started getting fussy, Nathan laid down with him and got him to take a nap. We put the crib mattress on the floor just in case, and to make the crib unusable (or it looks that way to him, at least)

I was a little apprehensive about putting him down for the night, but it went well. I showed him how to get under the sheet, gave him his blankies and we read a lot of stories. I gave him his flashlight when I turned out the light and told him to stay in his big boy bed. And he did! No talking, no crying!

But now, a few hours later, I just had a fun little scare. I've been cleaning with headphones on, went down the hall and saw Jameson's door wide open. I glanced into his bed, empty. Look in my bed, bathroom, he's not out here. I've been going in and out of the house with compost, trash, where could he be?

Then I see Jasmine sauntering out of his room.

So I go in to take a closer look. He is in his bed, piled under blankets, with his head up in the corner. There is a bit of a gap between the bed and wall, but he has crammed several stuffed animals down there, so the bed is extended just right. And his flashlight is on.

Fire Truck Video

2009-10-13T14:28:00.001-07:00

Grandma gave Jameson a dvd a few weeks ago with songs about trains, fire trucks and construction trucks. The fire truck section is his absolute favorite. He usually asks to watch it when he wakes up from a nap. He didn't get enough sleep today, so he's pretty konked out watching it.

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Working with Grandma

2009-10-09T13:23:00.001-07:00

We walked up to the school since they had a half day. Grandma has lots of fun stuff in her desk.

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Shoveling

2009-10-07T11:34:00.001-07:00

Sand from the sandbox is filling up the back of his tricycle, his collander, and probably his pants. He has chased the cat, splashed in his pool, and seriously considered eating the mashed potatos he made, but decided not to since they were made of sand. Oh, and when a cloud passes over the sun and it gets truly nice outside, he tells me it's too cold.

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Up Close

2009-10-02T19:39:00.001-07:00

Jameson and I walked up to the grocery store this evening. It took twice as long as it should have because he stopped walking any time a truck drove by. On the way back, we went over to see this scraper that has been by the side of the road for a week. Jameson was in heaven, showing me the dirt and metal and chains. The only way to get him to leave was the promise of yogurt at home.

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So sleepy

2009-10-01T12:42:00.001-07:00

His blanket is a great comforter, and a good hood.

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Garbage Truck

2009-09-30T11:43:00.001-07:00

As soon as I folded the bed into the couch this morning, Jameson climbed up and declared it to be his garbage truck. We put the 'doors' on for him and gave him a pan lid as a steering wheel.

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Isaiah's Clothes

2009-09-29T19:48:00.001-07:00

The kids all took a bath, and Jameson is wearing his cousins pjs. They're a little big, but not a huge difference for four years. He dumped out some dominos.

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Watching the Garbage Truck

2009-09-24T18:12:00.000-07:00

Our garbage collection has been coming later in the day, and Jameson couldn't be happier. When he hears it, we open the door so he can watch it go up the street, then he runs around and talks about it until it come back down the street. Today he was helping me "fix" things with a screwdriver I'm replacing outlets and switches. I'm making sure he knows that I turn off the power (he says powder) before I touch the outlets, and even then, he's not allows to touch them. But he spent a lot of time fixing our filing cabinet!

Oh, and he's so good, he remembered the shut the door.

Football Game!

2009-09-23T17:09:00.001-07:00

He's not paying any attention to the game, but the trees, birds, airplanes and whistles are fun.

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Cooking

2009-09-20T16:58:00.000-07:00

It's cliche, but it seems that little boys really do like banging pots and pans with wooden spoons. This one in particular also likes to empty out cupboards.

And crawl inside.

He does not, of course, limit himself to normal cooking tools. The broom, the blankets, and the pliers are very useful.

Three lids on one pot; makes for a more resonant "bang bang bang"

Charlies Birthday

2009-09-12T17:17:00.001-07:00

Playing in the backyard with Sean. Throwing Elmo is a fun game since Uncle Sean hasn't learned yet that he's playing fetch.

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Fun with Uncle Ben

2009-09-07T20:09:00.000-07:00

Jameson had a lot of fun having Uncle Ben all to himself (UAnn and the kids are in Texas) and learned how to put the ball in the hoop. He also discovered that Grandma's table is also a delivery truck (and the ball should go under there, a lot). The necklace is also his own idea. I think he saw Ariadne wear it a few weeks ago, and he found it and put it on all on his own.

Delivery Truck

2009-09-05T17:53:00.001-07:00

It's a beautiful day up at Grandma's. We're playing outside and Jameson has claimed this big rock as his own. It's a delivery truck, apparently, and is doing a brisk business moving little rocks around.

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My Little Carpenter

2009-08-31T17:21:00.001-07:00

He built his own desk! He moved my sewing machine cover right in front of his little stool. He is using the desk to read his 'Jesus Book', aka his Storybook Bible. This overall makes me feel like a very good mother. (Note: In the time it has taken me to type this out, he has broken down his desk, put it all in the laundry basket and moved into his room. The desk is now set up and being used as some sort of train track.)

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Medicine?

2009-08-26T16:40:00.001-07:00

That's what he's calling it, anyway. I call it a horrible shade of lipstick that I need to throw away.

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What Is That?

2009-08-26T16:38:00.001-07:00

I'm cleaning the bathroom, Jameson is helping. What did he find?

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A Fun Party and Some Singing

2009-08-26T12:08:00.000-07:00

I've posted more pictures from the party last weekend on facebook. I know I should put them here too, but for this site I have to upload them one by one, for facebook I just select them in iphoto and push one button. It's so nice. Anyway, here is a link to the pictures of adorable Jameson and lots of family.

Family Party

And, if the html genies are in a good mood, there should be a video here of Jameson riding in his train (Nathan's old camp stool), singing and accompanying himself with spoons. If it doesn't show up, sorry. I tried. I tried twice yesterday. Didn't want to post here. So now it's on facebook as well.

A New Friend

2009-08-21T18:54:00.001-07:00

This little girl is a few months older than Jameson, but he did not want to play with her. Until, of course, her grandma handed her a tube of mini m&ms. She spilled some on the stairs, then spilled more when she poured them into her hand. Jameson scooped them all up, then learned that if he asked she would give him some. Huge energy burst! He returned the favor by telling her about airplanes up in the sky. Then he heard a train and had to run off to see that!

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First Chicken Wing

2009-08-21T17:37:00.001-07:00

Big bite!

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Sleepy Boy

2009-08-15T15:04:00.001-07:00

We're on our way home from Phoenix. Jameson spent the night at Grandmas and played with his cousins all day, no naps. He fell asleep almost as soon as we got in the car.

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Jameson's Second Birthday Party

2009-07-27T21:00:00.000-07:00

I know not all of you are on facebook, but it's just so much easier to post pictures there! Even if you don't have an account, you can see pictures by clicking on this link:

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=285257&id=904445639&l=eb6a7c67ee

There are also a lot of pictures from when we visited the Children's Museum:

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=282903&id=904445639&l=18bf3fafac

Jameson's Birthday Cake

2009-07-25T14:01:00.001-07:00

Chocolate and vanilla icing, candy rocks, m&ms, dyed coconut, wafer cookies, gummi bears and john deere toy tractors. He really wants to dig into this cake!

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Childrens Museum

2009-07-22T14:33:00.001-07:00

Heather and baby Charlie came to celebrate Jamesons birthday. They are enjoying the play food.

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Happy Birthday Jameson!

2009-07-22T09:58:00.000-07:00

Since my birthday was a few weeks ago, Jameson has been saying 'Hap Birday Mama!' every few days. He also has the birthday song pretty well down . We've been telling him for a few days that his birthday is coming up, and he remembered. This morning said 'My birday!' and asked if he was a big boy. He sure is!

We're going to the Children's Museum after a nap and lunch. Pictures to come!

Thomas!

2009-07-20T14:02:00.001-07:00

Jameson asked to get out of the fire truck to ride on the train. I think it's supposed to be Thomas, but they didn't get the rights, so it's just a creepy looking train.

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Helicopter!

2009-07-20T13:34:00.001-07:00

I don't have the proper change to make it go, but Jameson doesn't know the difference right now.

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Indoor Playground

2009-07-20T13:33:00.001-07:00

These kids are crazy. That girl just jumped from the lizard onto the slide. Jameson has a lot to learn.

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Airplane/Train/Bed

2009-07-15T13:05:00.001-07:00

This box is anything and everything Jameson wants it to be. He needed a little rest, and the bears helped him to cuddle.

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Peoples

2009-07-13T14:05:00.000-07:00

I'm going through Jameson's toy box to clear out the baby toys that he doesn't play with anymore, and we're re-discovering some things he had forgotten about. He found a train car with windows, and ran it up and down my back.

Jameson: "choo-choo-choo!"
Me: "Jameson, who's in the train?"
Jameson: "Umm... Peoples!"
Me: "Where are they going in the train?"
Jameson: "Costco!"

Motorcycle!

2009-07-10T20:25:00.001-07:00

Sorry about that last empty post. I was trying to send pictures that Nathan had sent to me, and it didn't work.

We had dinner tonight with a friend who recently became a motor officer, and Jameson loved seeing the motorcycle. He sat yelling "vrr-vrr-vrr-vroom!" the entire time.

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2009-07-10T19:54:00.001-07:00

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Happy Birthday Ariadne!

2009-07-04T22:14:00.001-07:00

Grandma gave Ariadne a lot of stickers and stamps and papers. She likes her new purse to hold it all.

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New Message

2009-07-04T22:04:00.001-07:00

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Happy Birthday Isaiah!

2009-07-04T14:41:00.001-07:00

Grandma gave Isaiah a indoor tent. It took three adults to get it to stand up, and Isaiah ran around in anticipation.

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Painting the House

2009-07-03T14:14:00.001-07:00

This little house has years of paint on it. Once Jameson got the hang of it, he went nuts. He's got the inside to himself after he slapped some paint on Isaiah's head. Luckily it washes right out. We had to duck his head under the faucet.

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Coloring

2009-07-03T13:50:00.001-07:00

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Phoenix Childrens Museum

2009-07-03T13:31:00.001-07:00

Visiting with Isaiah and Ariadne. Jameson is overwhelmed, but having a lot of fun.

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Bubbles!

2009-06-27T16:44:00.001-07:00

Cousins Philip and Teresa love playing with Jameson.

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Monkey See

2009-06-21T13:19:00.001-07:00

We're close to boarding the flight in Seattle. Jameson went smoothly from Aunt Leah's lap to standing on her shoulders so he could better see the airplanes taking off.

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Clean Up

2009-06-21T10:47:00.001-07:00

We're packing up and getting ready to go. Jameson is helping by cleaning up the play set. There is a play duster that he is wiping everything down with. He is singing the clean up song to Leah.

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Wedding Cake

2009-06-20T17:54:00.001-07:00

Jameson has been playing with this glass, and tried to get some Cake. He somehow ended up with a good sized piece in the bottom of the glass, and has been alternating between scooping with the fork and attempting to drink the cake. It's nearly all gone, so he's going to be pretty hyper!

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Wedding

2009-06-20T16:33:00.001-07:00

Jameson is hoping Uncle Justan will share.

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Chalk

2009-06-19T13:48:00.001-07:00

Since they are cleaning the driveway, Jameson decided to color on this bench. I probably should put a stop to this, but he's having so much fun. Chalk will wash off, right?

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Playhouse

2009-06-19T13:43:00.001-07:00

Jameson really enjoys this big play house, and I really enjoy the swings next to it. Someone is power washing the driveway and Jameson is watching intently.

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Coloring the Vacuum

2009-06-19T10:43:00.001-07:00

Aunt Leah is drawing vacuums for Jameson to color. He gets so excited to color the pictures that he yells 'Thanks!' and tries to grab the crayon from her.

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Jelly!

2009-06-18T18:25:00.001-07:00

We're decorating sugar cookies for the reception. Jameson is going person to person saying 'want some!' Aunt Leah is brave enough to hold him and keep him from grabbing. She is squeezing frosting on and he yelled 'jelly!'

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Weeding

2009-06-18T13:06:00.001-07:00

We're preping the lawn for the wedding, and Jameson is helping. He loves the bugs we find for him.

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Lawnmower

2009-06-17T11:52:00.001-07:00

Jameson found the riding lawn mower and made his way behind the fence.

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Mr. Tilley

2009-06-16T15:17:00.001-07:00

Jameson hasn't napped very much today, and he's very tired. Mr. Tilley is reading him a Curious George ABC book. They are having so much fun.

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Airport

2009-06-16T07:50:00.001-07:00

Waiting for boarding. Jameson is doing a great job of entertaining himself. Aunt Leah helps, of course.

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Cleaning Up

2009-06-15T11:08:00.000-07:00

I have been cleaning out the house, trying to get rid of extra stuff. Jameson likes to help! He calls all of the boxes his "cars" and likes to climb in them.

Jameson has gotten very good at climbing and getting wherever he wants to go. We're heading to Washington for Sherah's wedding tomorrow, and we will be surrounded by fields and woods. I'm sure Jameson is going to have a great time climbing around and finding bugs. Lots of pictures to come.

I'm not sure this is a "first", but yesterday Jameson said a very clear full sentence. He went out running errands with Nathan, then came home and asked for dinner. I asked him what he wanted, and he said, "I want some pasta." He is getting so good as expressing himself. He's also mastered the social norm of raising the pitch of his voice for a question. This sometimes turns into him saying, "cheese?" "chee-se?" "chee-eese?"

Lawnmower

2009-06-03T17:26:00.001-07:00

Grandma got Jameson a bubble lawnmower as an early birthday present. This thing is neat - it also makes lawnmower noises! He pushed it around for awhile, then started saying 'put it back'. We figured he would take it to the door to go back inside, but he pushed it over to Grandpa's mower!

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Vacuum?

2009-05-31T14:13:00.001-07:00

In the Bowyers backyard. Jameson is carrying around a long watering nozzle and calling it his vacuum.

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Charlie!

2009-05-28T21:03:00.001-07:00

Jameson really likes going to visit Charlie. He asks to go there just about as much as he asks for Aunt Leah. Grandma still beats them both, though. We gave Charlie Jameson's old bouncer, and Jameson likes to play in it when we visit. Charlie apparently ignores it until Jameson comes over.

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"Downs"

2009-05-16T13:03:00.000-07:00

Jameson and I spent last night at our pastors house. They are moving tt New Jersey soon, so the adults were out there putting in an offer on a house. I was there to watch the two youngest kids, 3 and 5 year old girls. When they found out that I was coming over, they were very very excited. No, scratch that. When they found out that Jameson was coming, they were excited. I think they learned my name just yesterday.

Gracie, the 5 year old, asked to use my camera, and she was very careful with it. But I didn't realize at first that it was on video mode, so we ended up with several unintentional videos. This is my favorite.

Jameson loved the stairs. When we first arrived, we went up to the boys room so he could see where he would be sleeping. I think the girls were excited to get to play with their brother's things, so we stayed in there for awhile. After going downstairs and playing outside for a few minutes, Jameson decided he wanted all those toys again. He was halfway up the stairs before I knew it.

I figured he should learn how to go down stairs as well, and he picked that right up. He went nearly all the way down, then back up again, and Gracie caught him going back down once more.

The house was just perfect for Jameson. (It should be, with six kids living there!) He had a lot of fun coloring with the youngest, although his attention span was much shorter than hers.

He also quickly discovered that the doors in their house were much easier to open than ours. So he investigated the pantry.

And Gracie took a self portrait while I cleaned up.

New Camera!

2009-05-09T20:50:00.000-07:00

(Note: If there is a picture of a fudge pan up there, I'm sorry. Wasn't supposed to be there, and it won't go away)

I know that Mother's Day isn't until tomorrow, but Nathan decided to give me a present today. He gave the bag to Jameson to bring to me, and Jameson came trotting into the room saying "show mama show mama".

It was a new camera! It's very nice, and has a "moving child" mode. I didn't get a chance to try it out before Jameson went to sleep, but I snuck into his room just now.

I had a big moment the other day with Jameson and Nathan. Nathan was about to get into the shower, and Jameson was finishing dinner, ready for a bath. So Nathan asks if Jameson wants to take a shower. He very enthusiastically says "Yes!"

So Nathan goes into the bathroom and starts the water, Jameson follows him, and I grab an extra towel for them. I start to walk into the bathroom with them, but Jameson grabs the door and starts to close it. I know the game - Jameson loves to play "close the door on mommy". He closes it, he laughs, I knock, he laughs, I open the door, he laughs. But it doesn't go that way this time.

I ask, "Do I not need to be in here?"

"No."

Door shut.

No laughing.

My little boy is going to take a shower with daddy, and I don't need to be there.

Granted, Jameson started screaming within a minute of getting into the shower. But still. My little boy is growing up.