Driving Miss Daisy

Jackson and Avery

Avery, who turns 3 in November, came down with her daddy to visit on Saturday. As soon as I opened the door Avery was as social as can be. Jackson, who woke from his nap took a good 20-30 minutes to warm up. Every toy she played with was returned after she was done playing with it. Every time she would ask for her daddy, Jackson would speak up and say, "My daddy." He was a bit confused thinking there is only one daddy, his. After dinner the two little people found a common interest, tormenting the cats. After having some chocolate pie, these two showed Natalie and I a glimpse of our future as they chased cats through the house laughing along the way. Jackson started imitating Avery's every move; crawling and meowing like kitties, laughing maniacally and cheesin it for the camera. Chocolate pie is like baby crack, wow!

Then the two decided to go for a drive. Avery took control of the wheel like a modern woman and Jackson kicked back and let the wind blow through his shaggy mop. With both butts firmly seated they closed the door, but, oops, their butts were too big and both doors were stuck open.

At the end of the night, Avery gave Jackson a hug but Jackson froze for a moment, then returned the hug. Babies hugging, way too cute.

Red Velvet Cake: Continued

One week later and Jackson and I baked another Red Velvet cake. This time he helped decorate the cake. As evidenced by his shirt stains, he also helped mix the red colored cake. I had him pour the buttermilk into the measuring cup which didn't go over so well. All in all the cake turned out delicious and Jackson had a good time making what he calls birthday cake.

LeBron-SchmeBron, Check Out This Hoopster

One boy, a ball, and a dream...Then Mommy added the last item; hoop and Daddy was hoopin it up making j's while falling on the couch, popping miraculous shots from the kitchen, and getting glares from the Commissioner when a brick would ricocet into the TV or some other sacred artifact. But back to the boy with a dream; while King James was trying to be modest making his decision on TV, Cholo-J here was dunking with the signature Jordan tongue.

4th of July Cake

I know, I know, this is Jackson's blog. But if you look at the bottom of the photo, you'll see a finger reaching in to steal a bit of the whipped butter cream frosting. I'm trying to get a dramatic over head shot of the cake with the black granite background and in the LCD screen I witness these sausages (gets those from his mother) sneaking in to snag some frosting. The cake turned out perfect, so I had to post it. It is Red Velvet cake that I made for a party and I was ordered to bring some home for the pregnant wife. We got so little I'm making another this weekend. Kathy, you better get the sweet making machine going because the powerhouse trio of desert eaters is heading your way shortly.

Corn

While he's no corn theif like Addyson, he did ask for my corn while I was enjoying it. He had never wanted to eat corn before, but he sure liked it this time. I'll just let you enjoy this minute clip.

I Like Disneyland

We went to Disneyland and California Adventure for 3 days with Yaya and PopPop. Jackson was so intrigued with the characters, he'd walk up, hand them his book and pen for an autograph, then turn around and book it. He came back for his autograph book but was reluctant to hang around for a picture. Lines were amazingly short; we walked on to several rides and never waited any longer than 15 minutes. Jackson got a bit ansty a few times, so we had to bribe him a few times with lollipops which worked like a charm. For the most part, he was really good. In the end his favorite rides and activities were the bus from the hotel to Disneyland and the swimming pool at the hotel.

The first night home he was up late since his nap schedule was out of whack. Before I went down, I checked on him to make sure he was still covered up and he mumbled, "Disneyland", then went silent and slept the rest of the night.

The Carnivore

Oh my oh my, does this baby make his momma proud. Natalie was gnawing into a ribeye steak bone, when Jackson said, "Mine, mine!" Natalie begrudgingly gave it up. I couldn't believe how he dove right into it and started tearing off meat like an animal.