It's official: Blogs need sound! I have a new sound I would love to share with you, but I can't because blogs don't have sound. Maybe when I'm old enough, I will fix this little problem.
Anyway....moving on to my new sound. I have discovered that I can make a lovely screeching sound with my voice. It's loud and high and makes my parents laugh out loud! If you've been talking with my Mom or Dad on the phone yesterday or today, you have probably heard me. It's just a great sound. And to think it's made by me and only me!
So, if you want to hear my sound, give Mommy or Daddy a ring. If you're lucky, maybe I'll be squawking when you call!
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My name is Jamey and these are the adventures my little brother Jack and I have with our puppy-dog named Norah. We try to update our blog every day, but sometimes Mommy decides to clean her floors instead of helping me blog! Can you believe it? Cleaning over blogging?
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Birthdays should be celebrated!
However, here's the thing, Mommy's memory isn't as good as it used to be. She claims it's because of the two little monkeys she chases--I mean, plays with--all day. Anyway, Mommy has been forgetting birthdays right and left, so, if you are a relative, and if you want to make sure your birthday is celebrated on our blog, you might need to send Mommy a reminder email. Please send my forgetful Mommy an email a day or two prior to your birthday, and then maybe she'll remember to post. (She wishes she could promise, but those days are gone.)
And, if your birthday was one of the forgotten ones, please know it doesn't mean you are loved any less than the remembered people. It just means that something like a tornado or a diaper blow-out or a bird's nest in the back yard probably distracted Mommy.
And, if your birthday was one of the forgotten ones, please know it doesn't mean you are loved any less than the remembered people. It just means that something like a tornado or a diaper blow-out or a bird's nest in the back yard probably distracted Mommy.
Wishing for...
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- Asking for toys
- Chatting with Norah
- My Sweatpants
- What are washcloths for?
- Practicing Sitting
- My raincoat
- Llamas taste great!
- The Date Report
- Scooting in my crib
- Studying with Dad
- After the soft rubbies...
- "Soft Rubbies"
- Two puppies?
- My new trick
- Zerberts!
- My Daddy is sad
- My new sound
- Go Broncos!!!
- Norah and Bella
- Happy Birthday Grandma Lou!
- Lots of friends
- My sad face
- Twins?
- I'm three-months-old!
- The Nose Game
- Of biting and snow
- Canceled
- Morning Play-time
- Backwards
- Happy Birthday Aunt Samantha!
- Laughing out loud
- Frogs in my bathroom
- While I was sleeping...
- Happy Birthday Dad!
- I cleaned my plate!
- My high chair
- Two babies?
- A string of links
- I met another Auntie today
- A lot of things to say...
- What a day!
- Happy Birthday Aunt Joy!
- Wanna go for a drive?
- Wristbands are for boys, too
- Happy New Year's!
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"The family should be a closely knit group. The home should be a self-contained shelter of security: a kind of school where life's basic lessons are taught; and a kind of church where God is honored; a place where wholesome recreation and simple pleasures are enjoyed."~ the Rev. Billy Graham
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