i have lost count of the number of times Jackson has said "to infinity and beyond" and then I hear a fall/jump/yell.
whenever i say "ok family let's get in the car" sam starts his fastest waddle that he can manage in that direction.
i've been so emotional this pregnancy. mad. sad. mad. sad. tired. then sad again.
this past week when i put the boys to bed, after prayer, sam will crawl up into jacksons bed, lay his head on the pillow, pull his blankets up and ask me with his eyes if he can sleep in jacksons bed. it is so hard to resist. one night i let him try, convinced that he would get down in less than one minute. i waited and waited and waited and after hearing no evidence i peeked and there he was, still laying in bed. Probably 15 minutes later jackson told me sam had gotten down (no doubt because Jackson had gotten down). So when I went upstairs to put sam in his crib, he knew his crime and was trying to crawl back in bed to lay down.
sam is talking--sort of. Its the kind of talking that only parents can understand its hard to really call it talking. the first word he said was diaper but it was more like "i-uh" other words he'll say are dog, daddy, mommy, jackson, milk, grandma, blanket, shoe, hi and ducky.
jackson loves numbers. i think at least. he likes to pick two numbers and ask me to tell me what they add up to equal. this week as he was eating cereal he put the chocolate pieces together and the peanut butter pieces together (yeah, we eat real healthy cereal around here). Then he said "I know how many 4 plus 2 is" and counted all of the pieces.
