Jax, you are too stinking cute for your own good. You reach for a plant and flash a smile. You tug on the electrical cord and giggle. You drop carrots on the floor and look to see who is watching. Most days your sweet face allows me to overlook your persistent curiosity. Most days.
You really like to eat, though your slender frame doesn't show it. You seem to like most anything and if your highchair tray is empty for a nanosecond, you let out a screech to remind the whole house know you are patiently waiting for seconds.
This month you visited a farm, spent a weekend in the mountains, enjoyed a weekend visit with Nana, and experienced the thrill of the playground slide by yourself. Always with eyes wide open taking everything in, And always with an all-consuming smile showing your delight in life.