"Doo-Dah" got Jackson a new toy! He loved pushing his wagon all over the campground at 8am. I'm sure our fellow campers were not quiet as pleased with how loud it was on the gravel.
This is Jackson's favorite face to give his mother, the pouty face. It usually precedes or is proceeded by a head shake meaning, "No, I don't want to do that!"
This was the day I turned my back for a moment and in that time, Jackson found the garbage bags and conveniently threw them all over the house. I was not amused, but at least it was an easy clean-up.
This is something we've been trying to do more often...visit my grandmothers. Jackson is here with his Great Gran Barnhart, who will be 90 in 10 days. Gran is in the nursing home now, and while some days she remembers Jackson and some days she doesn't, seeing them together makes me thankful that I've had my grandma this long.
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