15 months!

On July 16, 2015 I turned 15 months old. To celebrate, my doctor invited me over to his office to hang out! I assumed we were going to play fun games, but it was a set-up. Instead, he said I had to endure 3 shots and get all sorts of measurements. I thought we did that last time I visited him. Rude! Once I was onto his dirty trick, I tried to hide behind the chair.

But, he found me. And here’s what we learned:

  • I’m 22 lbs and 13 oz, or “fashionably slim,” says Doc.
  • 2 ft, 7 inches puts me in the 57th percentile for height/length.
  • My peanut head, however, remains below average at the 27th percentile.
  • Even though I’m pretty tough, I’m still not a fan of those dang shots.

Needles, however, aren’t the only thing on my Dislike List these days. I also have a negative reaction to:

  • Watermelon (Yuck!)
  • Car washes (Scary!)
  • Life jackets (Not at all comfortable)
  • and Puppets (See photos below)

Yet, as I grow older, I also find more things to love:

  • Root beer floats (Yes, please!)
  • Pickles (I get that from Mom)
  • Fireworks (So. Cool.)
  • Ping pong balls (Throwing them across my classroom is the best)
  • Window-licking (See photo below)

So, if anyone is interested in being my best friend forever, please reference my above list of favorites.

Fun in the July sun

July is all about living the good life! Like, cruisin’ through the Chippewa Flowage and enjoying all that Hayward has to offer!

Like, all sorts of Daycare shenanigans… from getting a little dirty, to getting a little hungry, to getting a little sleepy.

Like, returning to the Pizza Farm with my Bodelson buddies!

And of course Jellystone! Warm days are meant to be spent with my main man, Yogi Bear.

This. Is. The. Life.

Mystery solved!

It’s a sandbox!!! …Homemade and built with love, sweat, and a few naughty words!

I would like to take some of the credit for helping to construct this beauty… my main job was to stay the heck out of the way… which was much harder than one might think!

My new sandbox friend is so much fun! Wanna come over and play with us? I’ll save you a seat!

8 years

Dear Nana Florence,

Today marks 8 years of missing you. Mom talks about you often, but once in a while those “memories sneak out of mom’s eyes and roll down her cheeks.”

Every time I hear about you, I’m convinced that, even if you weren’t my grandmother, you’d probably be my best friend. My partner in crime. The peanut butter to my jelly. So I hope you know, today and always, that I’ve reserved a special place in my heart for you… where beautiful stories are planted and deeply rooted in love… stories that grow stronger with the sunshine of laughter, but sometimes require the waters of cherished memories.

So we smile, we laugh, we cry, and we remember.

Best friends forever,
Jaeger xoxoxo