I've Got Your Molar

Poor little buddy is getting his first molar. And it sucks. Lower right, closest molar to the front. It has been interesting watching it come in as we have been able to see the little points for a few days and now the totally flat part is breaking through, so needless to say yesterday was brutal. But he only woke up once last night when the motrin wore off and once he was re-medicated he slept until 7 am today which was nice.

As for other things Jackson, he is learning more and becoming more interesting everyday. He has new words like "doos" which is shoes and also is becoming adept at pointing at what he wants. He usually says please without us having to remind him to do so, and his new favorite song is Say You Will by Fleetwood Mac. He eats corn and watermelon like nothing I've ever seen, and enjoys meatballs a lot too. Jackson is a great eater and we are going to ride that horse for as long as we can.

Jackson also got his first at-home riding toy. Some silly FP fire truck that he can sit on and push himself around on it like he's Fred Flintstone. I got it for him last Friday because he loves to show me how he can ride those things at school. He walked into the house and Jason had assembled it for him and the look on his face was the all time greatest thing I've ever seen. It was like, really? This is mine? And it's here? At my house? And I can ride it almost anytime I want? You guys are great!

A Busy Week for the Boy

Jackson came to softball last Thursday, which is always nice but this time he wasn't as good of a good luck charm as we needed. Then family came into town on Friday, and Jackson has been going strong ever since. Trips to the pool, trips to see grandma and grandpa, and today he got to go on his very first train ride, the Georgetown Loop. It was tons of fun despite it being hot and exhausting.

New Things

Jackson has a lot of new tricks that I don't believe I've mentioned but are kind of exciting. In the last two weeks he has used a spoon, drinks through a straw and used the word doggie whenever he sees or hears a dog. It's fantastic. He's like a sponge. He almost says blueberry.

When I was little, my parents would do the, "How big is Lindsay?" and I would stand up tall and put my arms straight up and say SOOOO BIG! Well, Jackson doesn't say so big, but when I ask him how big he is, he lifts his arms straight up in the air and waits for me to say SOOOO BIG for him and then laughs hysterically.

I'm telling you, this parent thing is so much cooler than I ever imagined.

Enough With the Biting

I have nothing witty to say. There's nothing funny about it anymore. Jackson is getting bitten at school a lot. And he has some pretty terrible bruises to show for it. The same kid has now bitten him on two separate occasions with six SIX bitemarks. Twice on the face. It's unacceptable.

I don't have much more to say... I was prepared to be more verbose on this subject, but it's just pissing me off so I'm going to stop until I can summon a sense of humor.