Just Like my Daddy

Other than the fact that I look alot like Daddy, there's another way that we're alike. See that little part of my hair that's sticking straight up? Daddy has that too. I see alot of hair gel in my future.

Isn't this what I'm supposed to do on the train table? Actually, I'm trying to make the trains crash like my Aunt Heather taught me to do.

Aunt Heather came up last night to be with me for my PE tubes. We went to Huey's for dinner.

Tube Day

This is how I rode home from the doctor. You see, I had what was termed an"hysterical reaction" to the anesthesia. This included screaming, kicking, and hitting. At one point, I launched my sippy cup so hard that it hit the wall on the other side of the room. I also threw my apple juice on Aunt Heather. The doctor had said that a few kids have that kind of reaction. I was so mad that I wouldn't let Mommy put my shirt back on. The staff let us go a little earlier than normal. I think they thought I would scare all the other kids and parents.
After a biscuit from Chick-fil-A and a glass of milk, I am back to my normal self. I immediately went and found some balls to play with.

Shopping Cart Demon

I love my shopping cart. Usually, I am nice and just put all my balls in it and push them around. But sometimes I'm not so nice.....
Notice that I'm laughing like a maniac. That's because I'm trying to mow Bailey down with my cart. He was not fond of that.

This is my sign for airplane. I do this every time I see or hear one. Mommy thinks this developed from her pointing to the sky at an airplane and saying,"Look, Jack, it's an airplane." I also know the signs for more, please, and all done. But, I only use them when I want to. I'm kinda stubborn that way.

My Visit to the ENT

Somebody get me out of here!! I went to see Dr. Long today. He was a nice man but I didn't appreciate him looking in my ears or putting a stick in my mouth. In any case, I'll be getting tubes next Wednesday.

On Christmas Eve, G let me open a present from him. What is it......
A container filled with all different kinds of balls. My dream come true.
How many people does it take to put together an 18 month old's Christmas presents?

Merry Christmas

Santa Claus did find me in Winona.
A possible NBA player?
Of all my Christmas presents, don't you know a ball was my favorite.
Look everybody! I got a tricycle from Santa.
Mommy, Aunt Heather, and Lura.
I think Mimi was as excited as I was about my Elmo tool bench.
G is so funny. I had to stop eating and laugh at him.

Christmas Playdate

The morning after Christmas I found a toy that I had not seen on Christmas morning. I worked really hard putting all the animal pieces in the Noah's Ark.
I had a playdate with 2 women at the same time!! They came over and we played with all my new toys in Mimi's studio. This is Murry Catherine.
This is Molly.
Aunt Heather was being silly and riding my new tricycle.
I just had to show her all the balls I got for Christmas.
I finally decided to be sweet and share the coveted ball popper with Murry Catherine. By far, one of my favorite gifts. Thanks, Aunt Pam and Lura!
Murry Catherine and I shared a piece of coconut cake. I am trying desperately to figure out a way to get that spoon out of her mouth.
My best Ray Charles impression.

Today was my last day of vacation in Winona. Here I am with 3 of my favorite things. My soccer balls, my Elmo book about balls, and my Aunt Heather.
This ornament box makes a great place to stand and shout my commands to my people.

The Longest Day of my Life

Heather, Mimi, and G came to Memphis yesterday for a marathon shopping day. I found that the display bed in Macy's comes in handy for a little rest.
G took me to play at the play area while the girls were shopping. It was alot more fun than picking out presents.
I met this girl on the slide.
I love this wheel. I'm practicing to be on the Price is Right. I can just hear Bob Barker now,"Spin the wheel, Jack!"
We ended the night at Aunt Jane's house where we opened some presents, so the night ended on a high note. I didn't get to bed until 9:30. You can imagine the mood I was in.

Mommy and I saw this reindeer on a bench while shopping in Collierville today. I said Ho Ho Ho! to it but it didn't talk back.
This is why Mommy doesn't ask Daddy to dress me. I look like a British golfer.

Sick Boy

I was feeling pretty crummy over the weekend. Another ear infection in both ears which bought me 3 Rocephin shots and a referral to ENT. But, as always, a ball makes me feel better. In this case, a Texas national championship football.

While Mommy cleaned the house after the Christmas party, Daddy and I had some quality time at Shelby Farms.

Me, Daddy, and Dr. Tim at our Christmas party. I was yelling because I was taken away from the food table before I could consume my 6th chocolate chip cookie.

The Great Styrofoam Peanut Explosion

What in the world is this???
My goal is to empty the entire box on to the floor.
Boy, was that fun!!
Here, Mommy. Want some?

I love looking at my Christmas tree. Well, actually I like looking at it AND taking all the ornaments off of it.
Today Mommy was trying very hard to clean up the house. Unfortunately, I was trying very hard to mess it up.

Tonight was the night that we put up our Christmas tree. Mommy thinks she has to document every occasion with pictures. I don't think so.
Oh well, guess I'll smile.
This is the ornament I picked to put on the tree.
Daddy and I put the first ornament on the tree.