Jack at the Park
Which one do you lean towards? I'm not sure which one I will order for his album... he's growing so fast. He's the worst toddler I've raised, into ev-e-ry-thing. He doesn't play with toys- Evan's matchbox cars while making soft 'voom' sounds, that's it. He much prefers his daddy's drawer of electronics, or my drawer of make-up to the piles of toys we have lying around here. He prefers countertops to floors, toilet water to his sippy cup. Says 'nah' for yes. Whines when you turn off the bath water. Whines when you say 'no'. Whines when the music's not on in the car, when the window's not down, when the d.j. changes the song on the radio. Rubs mascara into our carpets and peanut butter onto our couch. Takes his diaper off five times a day...
but look at that face. I love him. xoxoxo
Labels: Jack, photography