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.
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