Fun with food

Ah, the joys of children getting used to solids. You'd NEVER guess that Jameson likes to eat...

More messin' with Texas

Jameson recently went to Texas to celebrate the engagement of his Uncle Dan and (soon-to-be) Aunt Emily. However, he pretty much stole the show while he was there. Here are the highlights:


OK, I guess we can show one picture of the bride and groom-to-be, but as for the rest...

... it's all about the kid. Here, it's a close battle between Jameson and Aunt Ida for the biggest smile contest.
Uncle David has promised not to give Jameson a shotgun until he turns 2.
Dude, where's my Texas-sized cookie?
Ok, I'll say it - if you hate the moon bounce, you hate America (sorry, in Texas you have to use stark terms).

Um, that's nice, Great Grandma, but what's in the glass?
Hangin' with Paw-Paw

Let the indoctrination (um, I mean love of the game) begin!

Since Jameson was a little boy, he's begged us to take him to a baseball game. Today, we fulfilled his other lifelong request (the first, seeing the Sox win the World Series, he saw last October). Our "little dribbler" saw a lot of dribblers on the field, but the weather was not cooperative (foggy and raw). As a result, Jameson was unimpressed, even by the Great Abe. He spent most of his time flirting with other fans (that's my boy!). Oh well, he's got several more years to become a believer. Next time, maybe he can even have a hot dog... pics are below.

Random adorable shots - enjoy!

Are you SURE she's man's best friend?

A horrible realization in three acts...


Ethyl won't mind if I nuzzle her fur, so long as she doesn't move so I can keep my...

bal... ance ... oh dear ... comin' down!

Well, heck. I am now at your mercy, Ms. Ethyl. I only ask that you treat me better than a Milk Bone....

7 months...

At 7 months, the cuteness and chunkiness meters are off the charts...