"Baby Crying!"

I was enjoying catching up with my sister on the phone this afternoon when Luke started crying from his crib. Jack yelled, "Baby crying," as he trotted towards Luke's room. I quickly wrapped up my phone call and went into Luke's room, expecting to see Jack peering at Luke through the slats of the crib. That's not what I saw at all. First, there were blankets in the crib that I didn't put there. I can only guess that Jack tried to get Luke to stop crying by giving him a blanket first. Good strategy. Didn't work. So, Jack decided to get in and comfort the baby. As you can see from the photos, that didn't work either. Unfortunately, I am the only one in the family with the proper equipment to stop the baby from crying. But, how sweet is it that Jack tried?

I didn't say a word about Jack climbing into Luke's crib, but Jack decided all on his own that it is a very cool trick. I swear that while I nursed Luke, Jack must have climbed in and out of that crib ten times. He fell out once as he tried to climb out, and I couldn't do anything but laugh at his surprised expression. No tears. Jack doesn't cry when he knows he's done something that Mom told him not to do. (Sidestory: The other day Jack was standing on the kitchen chair. I told him to sit down. I doubt even thirty seconds passed before he fell off the chair. I chuckled on the inside when he just pretended nothing out of the ordinary had happened. He just got back up on the chair, but this time he sat down.) 

I'm not sure how to handle this latest development in our household. What do you do about the toddler who climbs into the crib with his brother? I'm open to suggestions! I've said it before, but I must say it again... it's never boring at our house anymore!

You have a lot to learn, brother.

First things first, this is a garbage truck. 

Do I look like my brother?

For those of you who have been asking me if Luke resembles Jack, here's pictures of the boys at about the same age. Jack is on the left. Luke is on the right. I'd say they look a lot alike. Poor little Luke has a lot more baby acne than Jack every had, but I'd say it's from all the lanolin I've been using. Jack may have been a little bit smaller than Luke, but it's hard to tell. Their noses and mouths look the same to me. The one thing I'm certain about is that both boys are loved by their mommy.

More Thanksgiving Pictures

A Captured Moment

If you asked Jack, he would tell you how wonderful his grandmother is. So would the rest of us, if asked, but this blog is about Jack and his brother. I'm not joking when I say that Jack wakes up asking if he is going to see his grandmother on any given day. Spending Thanksgiving with John's family yesterday, it was easy for me to see why Jack is so taken with Grandma Jane. 

She dances with him. Grandma has these little figurines that dance to Christmas music. They are cute, but Jack is cuter as he dances along. He was showing us his moves yesterday when he decided that Grandma should dance too. He ran to the kitchen to get her. When she danced, it made everything right in Jack's world. In toddler land, grandmas dance.  

She chases him. For several minutes and many trips around the house yesterday, Jack was happy that I was chasing him. Then he decided that it would be more fun if Grandma chased him. Grandma was busy in the kitchen, but she stopped what she was doing to chase Jack through the house. His giggles were just a little louder and a little more frequent when Grandma was chasing him than they had been while I was chasing him. 

She makes him delicious treats. I wouldn't know where to begin if someone asked me to make homemade whipped cream. Jane makes it every holiday to top some tasty dessert. (Yesterday it was pumpkin cheesecake... mmm!) Jack heard the mixer start up and went into the kitchen to investigate. The next thing I knew someone was telling me to get my camera. I'm so glad I did. I captured this moment between Jack and his beloved grandmother. I took 24 pictures of that moment before I decided I better rescue the rest of the whipped cream. 

Jack and Luke are lucky to have a sweet grandmother like Jane in their lives. Love for my boys twinkles in her eyes. It's no wonder that they are completely crazy about her (and so are the rest of us).