Jackson is running. He should not be running. He is not yet coordinated enough to do so. This does not seem to concern him. Windowsills, doors, high chairs...you name it, he will crash into it. His reaction lately is not to cry, but to become very angry. Once we determine he hasn't injured himself, it's quite entertaining. The other skill he learned is sticking his tongue out, which is hilarious. My parents are not as thrilled by it as I am, but I love it and think it's funny. I would be more inclined to respect their dismay had my father not taught him how to pull tissues out of the kleenex box. He can empty a box in a minute if we aren't watching.
Two days until my boy is one year old. How is it even possible?
Letter to Garrett on his Third Birthday
12 years ago
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