Video Diaries, Cont'd.

VIDEO #1
Today, I was FINALLY able to get a video of Freddie walking. He's been doing it for several weeks now, but everytime I pull the camera out, he suddenly gets the urge to crawl.

Actually, like Jones started out, Freddie's still crawling more than walking. I'm hopeful that, also like Jones, he'll become a full-time walker while we're at Pawleys Island in a month ... if not before.




VIDEO #2
Jones's primary chore is helping clean up the playroom every nite. One of the cutest things that he does all day is after he's done cleaning up. He'll go around the playroom telling all of his toys, "Good nite." I don't know what prompted him to start doing this, but for weeks, I've wanted to get it on video.  Tonite, I did.

Here's a play by play of what's happening. First, he's trying to put his Build a Bear puppy ("puh puh") in the box where he sleeps every nite. Every nite, he has trouble getting the lid closed exactly right, but he tries, because, let's face it, he is his father's son. Then, he goes to the Cars carpet to straighten it.  I did this every nite for awhile, and now, even if it's not out of place, he ALWAYS goes over to "straighten" it up.

Here's a transcript of what else HE'S saying (hopefully, you can understand me):

Jones: "Uh-oh. Need hep, Mama ... [in the carpet part, I have NO idea what he's saying, except for "Pooh." and then something about falling, which, as I told you last nite, he is REALLY concerned about these days]."

Me: "... ready go nite nite?"

Jones: "Rea-rea."

Me: "Okay. Tell 'em nite nite."

Jones: "Nite nite, ???. Nite nite, Puhpuh (puppy). Nite nite, trac-doh (tractor). Nite nite, ???. Nite nite,  fi-cal (I'm thinking 'flashlight,' because he was right beside the Handy Manny flashlight that lives in his toolbox). Nite, nite, car(s). Nite nite, tote (truck). Nite nite, tote (truck). Nite nite, pah (plane). Nite nite, bus. Nite nite, boze (bulldozer). Nite nite, bus. Nite nite, bus. Bye bye, boze ... ??? ... Nite nite, Dada."

Jeremy: "Nite, nite, Son."

Jones: "Love you, too, Dada."