An Afternoon at the Park

Jamie has been playing softball in the church league for the last few months. A few weeks ago the weather was finally cool enough for Jack and me to go watch. He watched everything, but the game, but we still had fun! I chose the picture below because he looks soooo much like Jamie in this one...but don't let that innocent face fool you; he's as headstrong as I am.

First Hair Cut

Last month Jack got his first hair cut. I had wanted to give it to him sooner, but Jamie hemmed and hawed over it. Finally on night I fluffed out all of his hair and forced Jamie to admit that he was due.

Jack took it well. I sat him in his highchair and gave him his favorite strawberry puffs. While he munched, I quickly sheared the ends about 1-1.5 inches.

We love the first pic. It's like one of those makeover shows where the makeoveree's 'before' pic looks like death warmed. I considered giving him the "Aunt Dayna Special", but just couldn't put him through that.

Mommy and Jack Catching Some Rays....

Meeting the cousins

Jack got to meet his cousins Mason, Dylon and Jessa and his Uncle Scott and Aunt Val for the first time. Mason and Dylon gave him sweet kisses!

Standing Up

cheesy smiles and play time

Finger Food

This picture is so Jack. He can't seem to keep his fingers--or really anything--out of his mouth. He doesn't suck on things. He just chews. While he has seven nice teeth (and one more on the way) to show for it, it makes our job harder.

The question, "do you know where that's been?" takes a pressing emphasis. With four cats, you never know when one might sit on a toy (cat butt germs). We've worked outside in the yard before and tromped through the house, without thinking that our tracks might carry non-edible baddies.

Jack keeps busy stuffing anything and everything into his mouth, with the exception of any food bits we put in front of him. He eats well from a spoon, but when it comes to finger-food, he just wants to play. Last night I watched for about 5 minutes while he slowly mulled over some banana bits on his plate. One would stick to his fingers and he'd lift his hand and just stare at it. I wanted to shout, "Just eat it!", but instead let him explore. A patient mommy is a good mommy....I guess.