this boy...

my boy is 26 months old. i wanted to put into writing all things "jack" before too much time passes & i forget all these sweet little moments. & since i didn't create this blog before his 2nd birthday, i'm playing catch up now. so here goes;

the boy is still on the small end for his age. he's weighing in at a whopping 27 pounds. he sleeps between 9 and 10 hours a night. in his big. boy. bed. (yup. that's right. worth mentioning again.) he naps 2 hours each day- but only at school. we are lucky if he naps for 1 hour when he's home.

he is entirely and thoroughly boy. i mean, utterly and completely. he is rough and tumble. he is reckless. he is nonstop motion. and because of these things, he is bruise-laden.

he loves to talk. he loves to laugh. he loves to read books. he loves to make up songs. he loves to pretend he is any given animal on any given day...especially the baby version of said animal (ie, baby kitty, baby monkey, baby dinosaur...you get the idea.) he is smitten with everything baseball. his absolute favorite activity of the moment is running. really fast. and his run is quite the sight. in fact, i think i'll devote tomorrow's blog to his method. it's amazing, really.

my boy is insanely funny. the absolute best sense of humor of any 2 year old i know. comedic timing: impeccable. i am convinced this will be both his greatest strength & greatest weakness. and probably all of his future teachers' waterloo.

he is dramatic. like, big time. he goes through the full gamut of emotions each & every day. he is smart. i mean, crazy smart. he remembers everything he's ever seen. he's intuitive & sensitive & industrious & even a tad bit naughty at times.

he has the best smile. the cutest, widest, and sometimes stinkiest feet. the most precious little bum- which we fondly refer to as his peach pie . he gives the best kisses & the sweetest hugs.

this boy of mine...he's the greatest gift i've ever been given. he's simply the bees knees. and boy oh boy, do i  love him so.