Last week, Jameson turned 13-months-old, and it feels like the past month — more so than other months — was packed with a lot of newness.
The very biggest development was that ten days after his first birthday, he started walking. Thankfully, both Jordan and I were home to catch the moment, and Jameson was beaming with pride over his new skill. It’s hilarious to see the happiness he gets from just walking back and forth, and he gets extra giddy when he puts a little speed into it and still manages to stay on his feet.
While it’s true that he’s moving around faster and getting into more around the house, it’s also cool that his walking opens up a whole new world of activity and discovery for him.In addition to the walking, Jameson’s personality becomes more and more apparent with each day. He’s a raging extrovert who loves to engage people on subways and elevators. Even if the person isn’t looking in his direction, he’ll reach for and stare at someone for minutes on end as if to say, “I’ll wait until you acknowledge me and my cuteness.”
He hates being told ‘no’ but can pretty quickly be redirected to something else. He loves making people laugh and has an arsenal of funny faces to assist him in his efforts. He gets impatient when we’re eating and don’t offer food fast enough. He loves waffles and berries and meatloaf and yogurt.
When at home, he can often be found walking around the apartment with a blankie, looking like Linus a la Charlie Brown and Peanuts. He can be pushed in a stroller for hours on end, perfectly content to people watch and wave to passerbys and hold his lego truck.
And even though he’s very happy and outgoing, he also has these moments like the one below where he sits back and just studies what’s going on, with a healthy dose of caution.He is incredibly curious and can immediately spot the thing in the room that hasn’t been touched and explored yet. These days, grass is particularly interesting.He is constantly talking and loves to sing — his favorite numbers being Wheels on the Bus and Ring Around the Rosey. He obviously can’t say the actual lyrics, but he hums and grunts “round and round” and “all fall dooooown.” He dances when we play music, rocking back and forth and waving one arm. He screeches when he’s excited. I love this photo below, because it captures him communicating something I can’t understand, but I think it was a general excitement over the blade of grass he had pulled from the ground.He really is, as his shirt says, a super awesome dude.