James Clair Myers III

WORK IN PROGRESS TO BE CONTINUED.....




James Clair Myers lll was born on June 29, 2000. He was so precious. He was my baby. I loved him before he was even born. Well the day came that I was waiting for... James was such a happy baby...When he was born he had 3 siblings. He had 2 older brothers and 1 older sister who loved him so very much. James completed our family. Since James also has a father named James, we all called him, J.C. .  J.C. was such a happy baby. He laughed and played. He brought so much joy to our family.

J.C. was so smart. He recieved preschool at home by his mom. He was so ready for kindergarten. He went to the dentist for the first time before kindergartern and was so excited and a good little boy. He went through all the grades learning everything he needed to to move on. He attended first grade throught third grade at Lincloln Elementary in Riverton, Wyoming. He also got to go to Aspen Park Elementary the tale end of third grade the brand new school everyone was so excited about...

J.C. was the cutest little kid ever. He was so cute. One favorite story about him that I like to share is: JC was playing outside once and he actually opened the door and said, "Hey Mom", can I bring my horse in the house? (we didn't have a horse).

Another favorite story about J.C. is when his Grandma was visiting us in Wyoming. I was tucking him into bed, he said to me. "Fine go be with your best friend Grandma" with a little jealousy behind it, because I don't think he wanted to go to bed...it was so cute, and something we never let him forget.  

J.C. brought a smile to our faces. He made me laugh so much. I couldn't win very many arguments with him because he would base most of his thoughts on pure logic and not emotion. He was like a little lawyer, always bringing up pure facts that you could not deny as truth.

J.C. LOVED his Dad so very much. When he got to spend time with his father it meant so much to him. His eyes would light up as soon as his Dad would come in the room. He looked up to him and on so many occasions thought he was the toughest man on the planet. He was named after his father. J.C. was so unique, however he copied his dad in so many ways in life. That is why J.C. was so brave. If Dad said it. J.C. REPEATED it...  I once even heard him say to a man, if my Dad seen you wearing those clothes he would call you Gay. We were in a store and I was so embarrassed. J.C. LOVED PLAYING CHESS WITH HIS DAD! He loved pointing out cars to his dad as we were driving down the road, it made them both smile...



TO BE CONTINUED WORK IN PROGRESS......

Making a list of stories I will be writing about.



1. The time he had a stone in his nose and crunching on one in his nose.
2. The time he had a battery in his nose.
3. The horse story.
4. Preschool at home.
5. him missing his siblings, during summer.
6. the time he took all the presents on his bed and opened them in the middle of the night.
7. the moose story.
8. the boots and underwear going to the playground of the school.
9. getting lost after school
10. Drinking pee and running into the father of the girl at walmart.
11. how you would never talk about your future with me
12. The juciy juice



to be continued.....