Jonathan has been in kindergarten orientation every morning this week so Jackson has had me all to himself. And I’ve had him all to myself. A weird occurrence because for the past five years we’re hardly ever without Jonathan. So far I’ve been amazed by his little conversation, very grown-up when he’s not competing for air-time with another kid. I hang on to these moments with an iron fist because he won’t always think it’s so cool to go out with me for coffee and hot chocolate.
How much does he look like Caleb?