for Jack

Jack had a hard time going to bed tonight. After he'd been out of bed and wandering the house several times, I walked up to his room with him and spent a few minutes laying by his side trying to get him to settle down and to sleep. We talked for a little bit and after discovering that Jack was feeling lonely (we just moved him into his own room--he was sleeping in the girls room while we painted and fixed up his room) I started telling him stories about when he was little. One of the memories I mentioned was of how he used to stand on our baseboard heater (when it was warm outside and the heater wasn't being used) to watch out the window for Daddy's car. He grinned from ear to ear as I talked and then asked me if we have a picture of him doing that. Happily I was able to tell him that we did. He then asked if I would post it on my blog for everyone to see. So, here it is. . . What a cute boy I have! Jack loves to hear stories about himself from when he was little and even more than that he loves to see pictures and videos of the memories we tell him. It sure does make me feel like I should be doing a better job scrapbooking (or at least providing something tangible for him to look at and hold). Maybe, just MAYBE, he'll be the motivation I need to start doing something to preserve our family history in some format other than a digital one.

Here's to you my little man!

I love you Jack!