Cameron's latest hijinks

It goes without saying that most of Cameron's tricks and skills are undocumented. Sometimes I think he believes part of his soul will be taken away if he is captured on film.

Here are a few tidbits of what he has been up to:

He does take time to smell the flowers (and pick them, and otherwise examine them) and also passionately loves transporting rocks. This photo was taken at Sea World.

Containers are a favorite. He loves putting stuff in any container that can hold stuff. Luckily the rubber duckies in the shoes in the basket are fairly benign...we won't get into a discussion here about what he has put in and taken out of various containers such as toilets and trash cans.

We were able to go to the San Diego fair with some friends. Cameron LOVED riding in this boat with his friend Colin and was quite upset when he had to get out. I was just relieved that he didn't stand up and jump in the little canal or otherwise rock the boat.

Do I drug my child? Look at this photo and you decide. At any rate, this was around the 4th of July and he was the most adorable little cowboy with his boots, hat, and patriotic romper.

This photo was taken at the good old Greeley Independence Stampede carnival. We went while we were in CO this summer, mainly to purchase kettle corn, look at cows, and count how many mullets we saw. I, of course, decided that Cameron needed to ride some of the attractions, and after taking out a line of credit to purchase ride tickets, we took him on the miniature train (which he LOVED), the carousel (which he hated) and this flying elephant ride. Don't be deceived by his smile here....it was before the ride started. Once we began flying at a brisk 4 mph, he freaked out and tried to climb into my shirt with me. Oh well. I need to traumatize him early so he has something to talk about to a therapist one day.

An interesting note about me riding on the elephant ride. There was a sign posted that prevented pregnant women from riding any ride (including the carousel and train and flying elephants). After observing the rides I came to the conclusion that the 4.5 month old babe wouldn't be harmed, and took Cam. Although I looked visibly pregnant by then (I guess you "pop out" or "show" sooner with subsequent children), the employees running the rides let me on without so much as a raised eyebrow. I think they just thought I was fat.

This photo was taken at the home of my parents (hereafter referred to as "Jackrabbit Flats). Cam is surveying the scene to decide what he wants to do first. I believe he went hunting for toads immediately after this picture. He showed the toads how to hop.

Also at Jackrabbit Flats; part of Cameron's dirt relocation program. Favorite dirt refugee camps include his head, the hammock, the steps, and on my lap. Be sure to note his beloved cowboy boots (still almost two months later, he wants to put on his boots instead of his sandals).

I also have a photo of him driving my dad's boat while he is naked, but figured I would save that one to pull out for his first date or wedding slide show.

We have this nice little courtyard in our house, where Cameron's sandbox, swing, and tricycle is located (we don't have a yard). The courtyard is also the location for my few struggling potted plants (although I have decided to quit calling it my little "pot garden" due to the potential for misunderstanding), the grill, and my seashell collection/empire. Inevitably Cam alternates between immersing himself in a bucket of water and playing in the sandbox, so he ends up in nothing but a diaper.

Towards the latter end of a courtyard play session...he usually doesn't RIDE his tricycle, but he is a big fan of pushing it around.

This doesn't look comfortable at all! Right before he falls asleep in the car he tries furiously to unbuckle himself (he hasn't succeeded yet).

This boy knows how to relax...but only if there is another kid doing exactly the same thing in the next chair over.