JACK

Well, it's been FOUR MONTHS since I last told you anything about Jack. Four months ago he was 19 months old. Now he'll be 2 in 10 days!!! So let's celebrate this awesome little guy!



I've been jotting down several things that I thought were cute that Jack did or said. But reading over them, they were so cute because he was just learning to talk, etc. So, they're a bit outdated.

Jack is very interested in the time-out procedure. When Jack gets put on time-out he gets put in his crib for a minute. He doesn't like it at all. When Jane gets put on time-out she gets put on a little white chair, and I set the oven timer. Jack always wants to join in. He'll say "Mice mime-out!" (meaning mine time-out, or my time-out). So he'll crawl up on a chair and sit.

He's also learned what you do when time-out is over. In Jane's case that means when the oven timer goes off she says she's sorry. Jack says it too. He says it anytime he hears the timer go off. So, when those potatoes are done, you'll hear Jack exclaim, "Sorry!"

Jack has asked to sit on the toilet a few times but has no real interest in trying to use the facility. He'll sit down, give a little push and announce, "broken!" and want to get off.

A few months ago Jack had a run-in with a stomach bug. He learned the word barf that day, only he calls it bart. After that he'd say it when he coughed, sneezed, etc. "Bart."

Jack shares Jane's love for the neighbor girls. Anytime he hears a noise outside he runs to the window screaming "Karly!" (he called both girls Karly for awhile but now he's figured it out).

One of the first sentences Jack put together came out of the blue. I had put his bread in the toaster. When it popped up, he excitedly stomped his feet and said, "My toast is coming! My toast is coming!"

One of his favorite games a few months ago was running away from us. He'd get behind something and say, "Hining", meaning "hiding."

Jack came to me with his arm soaking wet and said, "touch the toilet."

One time I was putting Jack in his car seat. I had a cold sore under my nose. Jack pointed to it and said, "Boogs."

I had picked up Jack a church shirt from Walmart for a couple bucks and had dressed him in it for church. Another mom must have seen the same deal. Her son was also wearing that shirt that day. Jack was the first to notice the connection though. I was holding him and he looked down at his own shirt, then pointed to the other boy and said, "Shirt!"

Jack can be quite a grump. He'll walk around with a scowl on his face and demand things in a growly voice. All we have to say is, "ask nicely" and Jack's whole demeanor will change. He'll soften his scowl and pleasantly ask, "Milk, please."

One time I tried giving Jack "a look" for something bad he was doing. He laughed and said, "Ha, ha. Mean." Later that day I saw him looking in the mirror practicing making all of his mean faces.

Another time I tried giving him "a look" he just looked at me for awhile and asked, "what?" That little stinker!

He now does his fair share of pestering Jane, instead of just the other way around. I have to split them up at the table because he's constantly bothering her, just to bother her.

Back in February Jane got a penguin for Valentine's Day. Jack got a car. Jack really, really wanted the penguin. He was freaking out, screaming, "Wea-weah!" (His word for penguin of course). When he still wasn't getting it he threw in the sign for penguin, like a penguin waddling, only he did in a frenzy and tilted to one side getting his whole body into it. So hard to describe but so hilarious to watch.

Jack almost always has a vehicle in his hand. Cars, trucks, trains, motorcycles. If it has wheels, he loves it. When he hears the train blowing its whistle outside he runs to me or Matt hoping to be taken outside to see it. I have conveniently taught him that is something that just Daddy does.

Jack really enjoys people and knows lots of names. One of his favorites is Candis. He'll often ask for his shoes and say, "Candis house?"

He's stopped doing it, but man it was cute when he did. Before he goes to bed we sing to him while holding him like a baby. He used to close his eyes really tight, with his face all scrunched up while we sang. Such a heart-melter!

Now he says, "I luh loo" when we put him to bed.

My kids suckered me into getting them a 53" bear at Costco. Jane decided they wouldn't get anything else for Easter. Jack was so excited. When I put him to bed that night he said, "Nigh-night bear."

When he wants to be held he'll reach up and say, "Hug you."

Jack had a 50% chance of being red-green color-blind (as would all of our boys). My father is color blind. It's carried on the x-chromosome, therefore one of my x's has it. Enough about that. I'm here to say I am quite confident he sees the world in full color. He loves to say the color of things, and is always right when it comes to red, green, and brown.

He has no patience for learning letters and sounds like his sister did, though. He is content just calling everything O and B.

Jack likes bugs. He won't hesitate for a second to reach out and try to pick one up. It gives me the heebie jeebies, but fortunately for me the bug is usually dead within seconds.