He's got great ears. When my friend Jenny babysit Jackson a couple weekends ago, we were all worried how it would go. Not because of Jenny's capabilities, but because of Jackson's attachment issues. Thankfully, Jenny reported he did quite well. She had her itunes playing for most of the evening, and she said all fussiness would stop whenever a reggae song would come on. Case in point. Great ears.
Of course he also responds well to vacuums. He even manages to use his hands to respond to the various innuendos and dynamics of the buzzing sounds.
(you may want to turn down your volume before starting this one)
Besides being a great audience member, Jackson has moved into the sphere of improv performing. He's making spontaneous sounds on purpose. Like clapping. It's taken a while to figure out how to hit all the chub together, but he's caught on and seems to enjoy his mad skills.
Along with clapping, he's making vocal sounds. Some are more interpretable than others. This growl does not have a consistent meaning yet. But hey, who said music had to mean something!
I love hearing his music babble. His little tones go up and down as he says baby jibberish. A few weeks ago in church he took to singing as loud as he could during the opening hymn. I was so proud. He also loves singing into his sippy cup or bottle. It doesn't make for the most effective source of liquid but it sure is cute.
On the speaking side, he is saying "ma ba and da" all the time, and we're pretty sure he now associates da with Mark. Phew! It was a huge relief to have Mark be the first to have a name. Jackson is now capable of calling for Da, and not Ma!