One evening, as he and Owen were playing, he said in a very serious tone, "Owen, a gasser is like dust that smells like poop."
Another night, as I was putting him to bed, he said, "I don't like going to bed. It's my favorite thing that I DON'T like to do."
Jack LOVES being photographed. Here here is about to plunge down our stairs in a card-board box . . . for the millionth time. We love our Jack!!!
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He sounds like a fun kid! Can't wait to live closer in a few years so we can play more!
Jackson said this morning "Jack is my best."
Don't tell Owen.
Jack is so cute! Love the comments! Tate sleds down our stairs. They are two peas in a pod!
Jack seems like quite a character! Too bad we don't live close by so we could know him in person. I'll let you know how Tucson is. I've only been a couple of times, but for quick visits. We've heard good things and bad things about it - I guess which is typical for anything, right?
Jack is actually REALLY smart!
that is too funny :). I've just been pouring over your last few blogging entries. we were in phoenix for a couple weeks and had a hard time getting back in the grove and catching up on everyone's blogs. it looks like you guys have had a lot of fun with all the march holidays! glad to see you're doing well!
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