new places, new faces...

jackson is quite the little traveler.  by the time he was eleven weeks old he had already traveled to five states!  i can only imagine what the number is going to be when he's eleven months or eleven years old.  i have a feeling i'd better get a passport ready.

during this last visit up north jackson had so many "firsts" i can't even begin to list them all here.  i suppose when you're this small everything is a "first".  here's a few of my personal favorites: sledding with cousin charlotte, meeting godmother laurie, meeting godfather tony, getting baptized, and of course meeting the great grandparents. 

then there's the "first" i'd rather jackson didn't have.  once we returned home after being a week away from matt, jackson didn't want anything to do with him.  he'd look at matt as if he were a stranger and start to cry.  it was kind of funny to witness this reaction, but also sad.  perhaps he was upset that matt went home without us and left us in the cold?  i guess i'd better not tell him that it was my decision to stay...