On Saturday, my little Jack turns three. Unbelievable, no?! Days fly by, days fly by. Today as he sat next to me on my bed I cradled his little fat baby feet and wondered how long before they would turn into big, smelly boy feet.
The girls and I were going through the videos online and found one shot when Jack was almost two. He did not talk for the longest time, and then one day he began walking around the house going MAAA MA! MAAAAA MA! He would wake up hollering it, and go to sleep muttering it. Then the dam broke, and the boy who wouldn't talk at all has never stopped. If you know Jack, you know what I mean.