Oh, Jack. You're such a little cutie.
You started crawling on my birthday at my request. I thought that was awfully nice of you. However, I did not request that you start standing up (with or without furniture) so you can cut that out. And I mean it. Also, just forget about stairs, they're not as interesting as they seem.
I love to watch you play with Isaac and Kenley. They both adore you, which may be the single thing they have in common anymore. Isaac always asks to play with you and gets quite upset if he isn't allowed to do so. Kenley loves to see you and calls you "Jackers" and "Jack-Jack." They'll both put up with any abuse from you (i.e. pulling hair, slaps in the face, scratching...) that they would have a fit over if anyone else tried to do it to them. But from you, it's a laugh.
Your smile is contagious and most always spread across your plump little face. You make us all laugh with your throaty verbalizing skillz. I really don't know what your voice sounds like because you communicate through either a growl or a screech. You're a regular little animal!
You've cut 4 teeth in the last 2 months and you have another one coming in. You're not at all discouraged by the fact that your top teeth are barely poking through your gums and have no problem biting straight through a pretzel, which you love. In fact, you pretty much love all food which explains why you're not nursing as much anymore. You prefer a bottle most of the time, I think it gives you (and me) a bit more freedom. That is also very kind of you since I'm planning on being away for 3 days in May. You aims to please.
You've been kind of a difficult child for me. I guess I thought that since you are my third child I should know a little about being a mother. You're not a bad kid at all, but you've had a few more issues of concern than I'm used to. But I'm starting to get you figured out and I think you're starting to feel better as well.
You're my biggest baby (even though you're still "below the pink" on the national average) and I revel in your chubbiness. I love to grab on to your thick thighs and tickle them; you seem to enjoy it too. I love you so much and enjoy all that you bring to our family.