I just walked into the kitchen to find Jameson crouching Peepers style on a kitchen chair, gulping with gusto from my big icy drink. I would have taken a picture, but I didn't want him to steal any more of my treat, so I grabbed the cup from him as quickly as I could.
The kid is getting more sophisticated; there's no denying it. Not only did he climb up on the chair, a first, but he managed to carefully lift the large cup from the table to the chair without spilling an ounce. Putting things on the table or kitchen counter used to keep them safe, but those days are apparently gone. *sigh*
Not only is Jameson an agile mover, he's a wordsmith, too. At his 18 month checkup, one of the questions was whether he said 8 words. Um, yes:
george (as in curious)
This month, Jameson likes to walk backwards and stomp with his shoes, and he spots doggies and balls everywhere He learned how to give hugs and kisses and knows where baby Blake lives.
He is obsessed with eating strawberries and toast.
He learned how to whisper and how to blow on his food.
A couple weeks ago, we were out to lunch with my friend Penny, and he reached across the table, grabbed my napkin and proceeded to blow his nose. Like, for real. He's doing it right now, too. Silly kid.
He loves blankets. When he sees one (or a towel, or something else resembling a blanket or towel, he says, "awww, bwonkie," and lays down on it on his tummy and shimmies around for a second to get a really comfy snuggle going. He stays that way for about three seconds and then he is on to the next thing.
He also insists on performing routine light switch checks, a la NBC's Community, whenever he sees a switch.