Ho ho ho!

The Christmas tree shoot 2008-

The transition to little boy has officially begun...

Yep, it's first haircut time. They took too much off. Vanessa is still traumatized.

Happy Turkey Day!

Here are a few random shots from Thanksgiving weekend...

"I'm king of the world! Well, at least I'm king of the swing set."

Aunt Melissa and Jameson in an epic smile-off
Hi mama!
"Dude, it's still November . I'm not prepared to deal with you just yet."

As long as I don't have to rake, I LOVE these leaves!

Ranch time!

Jameson recently made his first pilgrimage to his great-grandpa's ranch in Laredo. He had many wonderful adventures, most of which involved cows. Here are a few pics:

OK, airplane - time to get to Texas!
Really, wasn't there a better way to get me on the plane?
Welcome to Laredo - enjoy your complimentary sombrero!


Whoa - time to explore - do I see...
Yep, I think it's a ...


COW!!!!
Can I ride one home?
Um, they're still alive, right?
Woo-hoo - you can't have a Texas hoe-down with stuffy clothes!
Hey, I'm on the Mexican border!
Good thing they have this fence - there's no telling what damage I could do over the border!
Tractor time with Abuelo!
Thankfully, Jameson did not ask where Beef comes from (for now)
More tractor time with Uncle Dan
Look Mom - I'm above the legal age to drive a tractor in Texas!


And now, I will attempt a vault of Sue...
...um, this is harder than it looks...
... little help?
Just me and a bunch of chicks? That's it, I'm outta here!

If cuteness got you into the polling booth...

Yep, Jameson voted (sort of, although the sticker says so) - he went into the booth, anyway. Enjoy the new voter in his full state of cuteness...

Happy Halloween!

Surf's up!

Over Labor Day weekend, Jameson received his first taste of beach life in beautiful Virginia Beach. Not shockingly, he didn't get a tan. Fortunately, there was a camera around to capture every detail:

Lesson #1 - Sand is not edible.

"But Aunt Jean, I thought the sand would sit well in my tummy!"

With Uncle Peter and Aunt Charlene. Not pictured: the "McCain/Palin 2008" sticker that Uncle Peter slapped on Jameson's back.

"Dude, why are you doing this to me?"

"no, really, why are you doing this to me?"

"Oh, OK, I guess this surf has some potential."

"Uncle Bud, count my fingers. That's how many games back the Yankees are!"