Play Time with Jackster

Jack. He's our bud. He's our funny little bud. And he's finally at an age where he and Dude can wrestle, run, climb, laugh and speak each other's language. We had a play date with Sir Jack last week. There were fountains to soak ourselves in, which only took Dude about 45 minutes to warm up to, but he did. Jack, on the other hand, has no fear in the world. Megan and I have quite an enjoyable time comparing our polar opposite children's idiosyncrasies.