Jackson is getting so darn big. I feel that if I don't keep track of the things he is doing, I'll miss it! He is turning 2 in March and I can hardly believe it. I mean...I can believe he is turning two. His tantrums and his little antics sure ring true to him being two. But I can't believe how quickly he is growing. He shows growth physically and mentally everyday. Each day is the opportunity for him to learn something new. It's so fun and scary at the same time.
His vocabulary is exploding right now. He is using words to communicate what he wants instead of just repeating what I'm saying. He says Mommy, Daddy, Milk, Chip, water, night night, bye, happy, no, yes, one, two, three, choo choo, and so many other new words. He knows the animal sounds, some letters in his name, what most of the consonants sound like, and most of all, what dinosaurs rawr like. We are currently converting his room into a dinosaur room He just seems too big for a Noah's ark nursery now. These pictures are from his first birthday. It's crazy to see the difference. He is soo much more lean and lanky. Even though he is turning into a little boy instead of staying a baby, he still has a funny straight leg run that I love.
He loves to play hide and seek with daddy, chasing games, coloring, reading, playing with trucks, and most of all, watch the Christmas curious George movie. He watches it EVERY DAY. He will pull up his mini lazy boy, carefully put a blanket over it, grab Winston or some other toy then point to the Tv and say "Ooo Ooo Aaah Ahh." We don't time when he watches it. He just decides its movie time. And no, he does not always get what he wants. Sometimes the answer is no....which of course is promptly followed by a melt down. George is serious business for Jackson. When I'm lucky, I can convince him into watching another movie. Not not often.
Everyday, this kid touches our lives. He makes us a family and brings light into everyone's lives. Even when he isn't at his best, I love it. Because even if he is crying, he will snuggle into me so tight. When he is being whiney and calls out 'Mommy' ten thousand times in a high pitches, vowel elongating tone, I feel lucky that I have someone calling me that. We love every bit of him and always will no matter what.


















































