J is for Jackson

You had to have known this was coming for today's post.  It's only fair really since Braeden got his letter.  So, today I'll celebrate Jack.  He was our baby for so long and now is on the brink of becoming the middle child and leaving his youngest status behind.  Is he ready?  I think so.  He has been so enamored with Stella and Amy's pregnancy all along.  Not that Braeden has not been, he's just cautious and a thinker by nature, approaching the pregnancy with his quiet and analytical nature.  Jack on the other hand has been all about the impending addition of a baby sister, especially once she started to kick and move around.  He loves to feel her and every time he does he swears it's her "butt sticking up and moving"!  But then again everything right now with him is about butts and potty words!  Ahhhh the joys of raising young boys.  And Jack is just that - all boy.  Rough and tumble, dirty and grimy, full of non-stop energy, most of the time like a bull in a china shop!

But there is another side to him.  The side that loves to help Amy cook in the kitchen.  The side that is planning on holding his baby sister and helping her do so many things.  The side that still loves to cuddle and snuggle.  Deep down he is a sweet and gentle boy, it's just deep, deep down inside the ball of never-ending hyperactivity!  But those that truly know him, and those in the future who will be lucky to do so, know this side is there.  And once you see it, you'll know the true Jackson.

My Jack-Jack!

All is well, celebrating my soon-to-be middle child, in Drosche Land.