Second of all: Jackson!

When Jackson's regular daycare provider was on vacation last month, Heather and I helped Danielle and Jeff out by hanging out with that little guy for a couple of days each. It was like old times. Except that last year when I helped to take care of Jackson, he wasn't walking around. And he wasn't treating me like an especially intrusive photographer in a herd of paparazzi.

Jackson's favorite things, at age one, appear to be: pushing anything that remotely resembles a broom or vacuum along the floor, and holding open containers (cups, bowls, buckets, bins) up to his mouth and then yelling into them.

I think he had a good time with Marley and Rudy, and he even put up with their frequent dance parties in front of the bookcase where I keep my laptop and play requests like "Lovely, Love My Family" by The Roots. Or, as Rudy calls it every day when she asks her mother, formerly known as DJ Jenny P (true story) to play it: "The Lovey LOVEY Sawn!"

Please note the mischievous Jackson toddling through the camera's frame.