As I'm typing this, Jamie is in the [gated] living room, happily patting the glass on the fireplace and babbling to himself. He's been walking since March, and every week, becomes more steady on his feet. Of course, he's an explorer and hates to stay still in one spot. When we go to playdates, he's the kid who makes a run for it and wants to get into everything imaginable. I bought one of those monkey backpack leashes, but I keep forgetting to use it. I'm also half scared that other moms will judge me (I know I shouldn't care), but I have a kid who runs -- so, I think the toddler leash is genius.
I'm not kidding when I say that we've been BUSY. In April, I decided to start volunteering and became an area group moderator for RichmondMommies.com. Basically, another mommy and I plan weekly playdates for our area of Richmond. It's fun, and it gets us out the house, but keeps us on the go. For most of April and May, I took on a part time job at a local gym in the childcare room -- in the end, it didn't work out because Jamie was sick all the time. I realized that I was already working hard taking of Jamie, and for now, will continue to work inside the home. Besides, RichmondMommies is plenty of side work.
What else, what else...
Jamie is a fun kid. I'm not joking. He really is fun. His personality has really been shining through lately. He's sweet, and wants everyone to have a good time. He likes to start clapping and cheering wherever we are. Seriously. Wherever we are. Even if I'm in a bathroom stall and he's in his stroller. He will start clapping and encourage me to "go". At the grocery store, he'll wave to the cashier and clap for them. It's his thing. He has started a pushing/shoving phase, as I'm told that most boys do. The thing is, he's never violent about it (and I always remind him that he needs to play nice), and usually ends up giving his friends a hug or offers them one of his toys. He loves the park, and has managed to climb up on the jungle gym (and then looks at me, confused as to what to do next), loves the baby swings, loves digging through mulch and this is what cracks me up -- when a pack of big kids run by, he stops what he's doing and stares at them (usually moving his feet), wishing he could keep up with them. Sometimes I think he thinks he's bigger and older than he is. He wants to do so much, but he's stuck in a toddler body.
He's sooo independent. Or he likes to think he is. He loves playing outside, has already successfully opened the gate to get out of the yard (oops) and waved bye-bye to me on his way out. He doesn't like to have his hand held when he's walking (wants to do it himself). Hates getting cleaned up after a meal. He's okay with getting spoon-fed. No problem there. Isn't a fan of ice cream, though. I can't figure that one out.
Absolutely loves the pool. Last year, he wasn't a fan, but this year...he enjoys getting the water, splashing, playing...it's really cute. I've also figured out his favorite show. Curious George. Oh, he'll get into pretty much any PBS show -- Sesame Street, Sid the Science Kid, but Curious George is his favorite. I'm thinking that I'll have to start looking for CG stuff for his big boy room. The plan now is to get him into a real bed by Christmas. We'll see how it goes!
And now, a few recent pictures. Enjoy!
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