Outside our very first house.
At the doctor's office for a 6-month checkup.
They may be dumb, but the cats know where the food goes.
No, we did not doctor the photos. His eyes were that blue.
Sorry about the nipple slip.
Could I BE any cuter?
Dec. 13, 2004: One of the first times Jack pulled himself up to a stand in his pack & play.
Sleeping through Mom's Christmas concert.
After Kristie's Christmas concert at Fulton High School.
Mmm... table...
Not sure why he's smiling. Baby Jack HATED hats.
This was before he started reaching out and grabbing clumps of fur.
Any wonder why Jack's first word was kitty?
Palm Sunday at Great-Grandma Workman's house.
Full-service food from Aunt Kim.
Center of attention at his first birthday party.
Enjoying the birthday party with mom's cousin Bethany.
Monkey see, monkey do.
Playing computer with Uncle Kyle.
Pops used the same chair when he was Jack's size.
Jack's second Halloween costume. It was hard to find a picture without him crying.
Hard to remember now, but Jack used to eat whatever the adults ate.
Where's Jack?
There he is!
The day of Jack's first haircut. This is the before photo.
During.
After.
The end of Kristie's good basting brush.
All ready for a day out.
Kristie did a little in-home babysitting. Jack looks like he's trying to launch Shawn. The bouncy seat is NOT a catapult.
We took Jack to a Clinton LumberKings game and made through one whole inning in the bleachers.
Who's more excited about the bus -- Jack or How?
He wasn't hurt, he just insisted on putting bandages all over himself.
Killing time with Uncle Matt.
Checking out the laundry chute.
You can't pretend to poop without Reader's Digest.
Hey Mom! Can I help?
Third Halloween: Skeleton (homemade with care). Also tough to find a photo without tears.
All dressed up for the church directory picture.
Nice strut, buddy.
