A day of firsts...

 Jory and Daddy had a very exciting day together! First, we rode the Caltrain from Menlo Park to Mountain View, sitting up on the second level of the double decker. Then, we turned around and rode back. Thank goodness for Daddy's Caltrain pass!

Then we went next door to collect some eggs, and like always Jory got sidetracked by all the balls to play with. Even though Daddy would much rather he worked on dribbling a basketball, Jory did show that he has some soccer skills...

Finally, after his nap we decided to go for a hike up to the dish. Much to Daddy's chagrin, when we arrived at the dish after an hour's hike, we realized that Jory was missing a shoe! We diligently retraced our steps looking for it, but it was nowhere to be found... because it was in the car all along!

Superfluous noise

I loathe superfluous noise. Unfortunately Jory is enraptured by it.

Jory has decided that he's really into cooking (more on this terrifying development later), so I thought it'd be safer for him to fool around with empty crockery:

And here we are in the local toy store. Although this store is chock full of toys that could theoretically be good for a child's developing brain, here's the one Jory picked out:

Don't even think of "taking pity" on Jory and buying him a yapping dog toy. I guarantee that he'll be on your doorstep - with the yapping dog toy - within hours.

Jory the Stroller

The little man is now big enough to take a stroll around the neighborhood. Here he is strutting his stuff with Mommy:

They made their way to the park, where he has now learned to love the slides:

You don't get one of these every day

Jory's godmother Jessa sent a postcard from her new gig at McMurdo base in Antarctica!

I know this is a repeat photo from a previous post, but I noticed two things looking back at this picture from last year's NYE:

 - Jory looks so much older!

 - we miss Jessa!

Jory the Dunker

Apparently all that time spent watching Daddy play basketball have paid off: there's one thing Jory likes to do when we go next door to steal eggs from Jeremy's chicken coop - shoot hoops.

He's not so into sharing the ball either, he just wants to dunk the ball like MJ!

Incidentally, a further source of enjoyment comes in watching Mommy dodge the vicious chickens...

What kind of organism is Jory?

As some of you may know, California was voting on whether to enforce labeling of GMOs. We decided to try it out at home:

However, Jory voted against it; he thought he looked cuter without...

Swedish influence

I think Jory is the only kid on the block with a non-Christmas-related reindeer soft toy - courtesy of Auntie Pip and Uncle Mats, straight from Sweden!

Jory seems to be enjoying reading the Svenska text on the tag!