big boy

Jack is a big boy. Sometimes I forget how big he is since he is still my baby. He's got me wrapped around that little finger of his. I can't say "no" to him. Plus, when he cries it sounds like a baby. (If he's crying in the background while I'm on the phone people ask why I have a baby around.) And he just barely is starting to get dressed by himself, which Ana was doing before she was 2.

But lately I am realizing just how big of a boy he is. He talks like a 4 year old. He can write his name. He can do a puzzle for ages 4+ all by himself. He sings Ben Folds (Annie Waits) while he's doing other stuff. He is my little partner in just about everything - putting dishes away, folding and sorting laundry, cleaning the bathroom (when I do any of those things...).

Then the other day he put on this outfit and I realized that he is BIG. He's a lot bigger than Ana was at that age. See?




My kids are the exact same ages to the day in these photos. (Totally by accident. I realized when I uploaded them.) (2 years, 9 months and 2 days.) It actually fits him. Ana wore that until she was 4. And I had to convince her to give it to her brother.



Wow. Time is flying.