Me: “Shoot, we’re out of milk!”
Jackson: “Don’t worry, Mommy! We can just pretend my water is milk.”
And another one:
Me: “Oh no!!! Luc ate your pancake!”
Jackson: “Don’t worry, Mommy! We have lots and lots of other food.”
Me: “Shoot, we’re out of milk!”
Jackson: “Don’t worry, Mommy! We can just pretend my water is milk.”
And another one:
Me: “Oh no!!! Luc ate your pancake!”
Jackson: “Don’t worry, Mommy! We have lots and lots of other food.”
It’s also right next to the fire station so we also get to check out the fire trucks.
The diaper blowouts on this baby are no joke. At this point it’s pretty much guaranteed to happen any time I try to take him somewhere. Just in the last week or two:
Doctor’s office? Check.
Visit at Kelly’s house? Check.
Visit to the forest preserve? Check.
Physical therapy? Check.