Poor Sam was worn out from pulling Jack back and forth, back and forth. Jack had a blast.
Fishy float
Precious little back.
These brothers are on the move . . . keep up if you can.

Paci, Oh Paci. Why did you have to leave?
Oh but you knew I was going as soon as you turned three.
I know you're with a new baby - being put to good use.
Is that what your mama said? Sounds like a silly excuse.
Paci, Oh Paci, my naps will never be the same.
I understand, but I believe your mom is to blame.
Jack took his paci to the hospital labor/delivery floor and gave it to a new baby. Jack still took a paci at nap time. We wrapped it up in a nice bag and tissue paper. Here is our "ode to the paci".
Jack in the car ready to head to the hospital.
Jack on the elevator heading up to the 4th floor.


Since Jack found out that I have a baby in my belly, he keeps claiming to have one in his belly. He will walk over to me with his shirt raised and say, "I want you to see the baby in my belly". Yesterday, our neighbor walked over and Jack knew how bad I was feeling. He immediately told her, "the baby in my belly is making me sick". He's having a hard time with me being sick. He's not making it easy on Sam either.








