Three and Twenty Months

Jack graduated to 23 months last Thursday. We will be celebrating his 2nd birthday in less then a month. I'm pretty sure someone took my life remote and pressed the fast forward button...and I beg whoever did so to please stop and press pause for at least a couple months.

One thing Jack enjoys nowadays:

Fruit.
And lots of it.

I love that he loves fruit. He lights up whenever he sees his yummy yellow banana for breakfast and grunts his approving "yes" when I ask if he'd like grapes for a snack. Now if I can only get him to love his veggies just as much. Yeah, it's a long shot.

One of his favorite movies is the Incredibles with Mr. Incredible, Elastigirl, Violet, Dash, and the illusive baby Jack-Jack (from whom his nickname was inspired).

He loves bath time and will stay in said bath until the bubbles are gone and his fingers are pruny. And then he insists on pulling the plug afterward and watching every last drop of water go down the drain...while he waves buh bye.

I have to tear him out of the little tikes-ish car attached to a grocery cart whenever we're done grocery shopping. He loves those things and I thank the inventor every time I spot one in the parking lot.

He is finally saying a bunch of words like: Gramma, Papa, bath, dog, and even bum. I also heard a new one today: iPod. Not a good sign.

He loves to go outside and get the mail...and then spends hours throwing every fallen leaf he finds on the sidewalk into the street.

He's as accident proned as his mother, but every time my sweet boy falls down he bounces right back up without complaint.

He dances like a rock star, which I have witnessed from Hatch-family-dance-parties that are held in our kitchen before dinner.

Well, that's just the tip of the iceberg on the boy named Jack, but you get the picture. His personality is showing more every day, and we love him to pieces for it.