Jack carries around these little bouncy balls, kind of as a security object, and has a few favorites. This morning he spotted one he hasn’t seen in a few days: “Oh, my little purple ball, I was worried about it.” I have never heard him say he was worried before. Heart melt.
Finding my hand and enjoying the sites at Trader Joes.
Our growing boy has been taking super long naps, and would spend all day reading books in his crib if we let him.
