My name is Jackson Henry James, and I am 9 months old!
I only weigh 16 pounds, but that doesn't stop me from being a big boy in this house.

Some of my favorite things are:
Foods: Squash with corn, Bananas, and let's face it, anything on Mommy's plate. I eat a lot of "big kid" foods, and am starting to not like my baby food anymore.
Toys: My monkey blaket, the new mailbox Mommy and Nolan picked out for me, my stacking cups, and anything in Mommy's kitchen that I can get my hands on.
I can maneuver my walker like you would not believe, sneeking in and out of the bedrooms, and I'm fast to! I can also clap and I'm somewhat of a dancer. I say "ma, ma, ma, ma" and "da, da, da, da." It excites Mommy and Daddy, but we all know I'm just making noise.


I pull myself up to a standing position on everything, and have even climbed out of my bed when Mommy didn't come to get me fast enough.
I want pretty much anything and everything in my brother's hands, except Nolan, I have learned not to take anything from Nolan. I have also learned to scream at my brothers when I have had enough.