A butterfly landed on Jamison's hat. You can just barely see its' wings in the picture.
When it flew away he saw it and screamed. Then he tried to chase it.
I love that they can now smile on demand and look cute doing it.
Up until this year Lily called the jet-skis "little boats".
Jamison squealed every time he saw the jet skis. Call us stupid, but we assumed that meant he would enjoy riding on one. He put up a good fight but we knew that once he went for a ride he would enjoy it. And he did. But we won't rub it in his face. If he needs therapy for this later in life I will own up to it.
The only way they could be more pale is if they were vampires. But they don't sparkle so I have confirmed that they are not un-dead.