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!"

Pass the chips and dip...

Wow, my very own chair for lounging? Is it a coincidence that he got this right before football season started? I think not (thanks, Uncle Anthony)...

Lest you think they don't grow much in the first year...

... here's a month-by-month recap that shows how a 7-pound bundle of joy becomes, well, a 28-pound bundle of joy.

I'm Walkin'

Yep, we're all officially using two limbs to get around the house. Jameson is a walkin' fool. Here's a short and long video of him walking. Don't worry, he didn't hurt himself in the short video (he just likes tumbling from time to time).

da da da da da da, they say it's your birthday!

Yep, he's officially one year old! Here are a few pics from the party:

Um, hope you're into penguins, Jameson...

Pre-party revelry...
Liz Teter's off to France, but she's not going to meet any guys more suave than Jameson over there...
Where's the cake?
Ah, there it is.
With Pilar...
Frogs + bus + soundtrack=hours of fun
The Barnetts approve of this party.