Verbage

Jack is talking up a storm, thanks to his not having the pacifier as much. He seems to be saying EVERYthing. I thought I'd make a list of them all in case I wanted to know later what he was saying at this age. Here we go....

Mama
Daddy (sounds like Gaggy)
Joel (sounds like Dole, and he calls both James and Joel this - but if you ask him where James or Joel is, he will point at the right person, he just calls them the same thing.)
Oma
Opa
PawPaw
JL
Please
Thank you
Baseball
Football
Trash
Horse (horses are his current favorite animal)
Woof (dogs are his second favorite animal, but just in pictures)
Thunder
Tractor
Trash Truck
Apple
Banana (nana)
Cheese
Juice
Up
No
NO
NNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Book
Shoes
Baby
Nose (he is fascinated with noses)
Mouth
Hot
Cold
Chancho (yes, Chancho. As in Chancho, the little boy in Nacho Libre)
Boss
All done
More
Thank you
Sippy

I'll keep adding as I remember more and he says more.

Can you find the connection?

James has taken to calling the store Target, Guitarget.

Teetering on the edge of Cyberspace

I am now able to blog again. Yea! I have missed blogging ever so much, yet when we finally got back online I found that I had so many other things to fill my time that I had actually gotten used to not having the Internet. I was planning Joel's birthday party, handwriting invitations, reading the final book in the Mitford Series, trying to catch up on email, and getting bombarded on Facebook. I tell you, some people have real problems.

Highlights that occurred during the Cyber-sabbatical were:

Well ... that is to come. I'm a little brain dead after the "day of rest" that is never as restful as I think it was intended to be - I really don't know what those Isrealite women with three-year-olds did back in the day.