Adventures with Daddy!

Today James and I took some morning adventures, which is not at all unusual. I had to pick up a donation from the Rocky Mountain Arsenal National Wildlife Refuge, where I have enjoyed many nice hikes. It was a chilly morning -- only around 20F when we woke up -- so we bundled up headed out, with the promise of having a nice walk and then going to see some trains (the latter promise James' primary motivation, of course). After loading up the car with the donations, we took a nice walk around the frozen pond. We saw a sizable herd of deer -- about 12 total -- to start our hike. I pointed them out to James and he immediately started doing the tongue-clucking sound he makes in response to the question, "What does a horse say?" He was in high spirits and very observant for our short walk, which makes me realize that we can still embark on such adventures even despite the January cold. At one point, a magpie leisurely cruises from one tree to another, as only magpies in the nonchalance can do. I said, "A magpie!" and James repeated something that attempted at "magpie," if not in consonant sounds at least in cadence and enthusiasm. Yesterday he did the same with "thank you" when he was handed a toy that he wanted and this morning with "peek-a-boo" as we read one of his many lift-the-flap books. Our next step will be to learn the Latin names of the birds -- Pica hudsoni is probably just as easy to say as magpie.

After our nature walk, we stopped by the railroad tracks as promised, near a series of parked box cars. Shortly after arriving, we saw the headlights of a train approaching -- this was very exciting! The conductors waved as they passed and James was so thrilled he was silent. We watched the coal train lurch past while discussing the finer points of rail transportation and fossil-fuel dependent energy systems. As the last car passed, an engine in reverse, I said to James, "Say bye-bye to the train." Instead, he blew a kiss. Then waved and said, in his oddly southern drawl, "Byeeee!" The short ride home was torturous -- James repeatedly incessantly "Ommy [his word for "help" or "I want that"] oooch [his word for train]! Ommy ommy ooch ooch! Ommy ooch!" I tried explaining the fact that this was a single track, the nuances of train schedules, and the fact that we needed to get home for lunch. He was undeterred.

Becky recorded some of Jamie's animal sounds last week:
http://www.flattenedpenny.com/babyjames/Jamie_Animal_Sounds_1.mp3
And
http://www.flattenedpenny.com/babyjames/Jamie_Animal_Sounds_2.mp3
[Note: When responding the the question, "What does a gorilla say?" James beats his little chest.]

And January photos are posted here:
http://www.flattenedpenny.com/babyjames/babyjamesjan10/