‘Ol Blue Eyes

I took some pictures of my little Jack to remember him at one year old.

ONE.

Almost taking steps.

Climbing up the stairs like it’s nobody’s business when mama isn’t looking.

Loves to watch his big sister play.

And loves to play with the play kitchen. Or rather, just loves to throw all the kitchen stuff on the floor for his mama to pick up.

Yes, he does like to make a mess.

But really, who cares?

I think I could spend all day squeezing him and kissing his cheeks. And you know what? He wouldn’t mind a bit.

From what I’ve heard, he looks exactly like his daddy. I have a hard time seeing it. But I think his daddy is quite handsome, so I’m happy!

His sister just had to get in on the action. She was my little helper – getting Jack to laugh by making faces and giving tickles.

I am so incredibly thankful for my little family. What more can I say?