Toddler Crack

I have to organize all of my photos from yesterday since I took so many, so I'm going to blog about meeting Oliver tomorrow. However, I must say that he is incredible. He is so soft, and is a total cuddler. I am head-over-heels for him. I almost didn't give him back, but then I remembered that Laura would rip my head off if I didn't, so I decided to give him back. So stay tuned for tomorrow's blog!

Here are a bunch of pics from Jack yesterday morning. I love toddler crack. We used to call it baby crack, but my baby isn't a baby anymore, so now we will refer to his butt crack as toddler crack. Nothing like a little crack to brighten your day.

Jack also has this thing with putting buckets on his head. Heaven forbid the boy put a hat on. He hates hats.... but a bucket... Sure! That's a fantastic idea! He walked into the wall yesterday since he couldn't see in front of him. Lucky for us, Jack can just fall back on his good looks if the whole being smart thing doesn't work out for him.

See what I mean about being smart? Jack was reading and it totally wiped him out. That's how I feel about reading anything but Twilight. I just collapse on the floor in misery. Apparently Jack feels the same way.

Seriously, we love Twilight if you hadn't noticed.