Jacob loves his cars, trucks, and trains. He makes perfect lines including every single one of them. Trevor grabbed one of his trains the other day and about gave him a heart attack. He pulled it out of Trevor's hand and said some choice words (which he was put into time out for) and then went on playing with his brother. My friends tell me that he is the sweetest boy and such a gentleman. He has his fair share of war wounds. The picture above was taken yesterday. He fell down and scraped his knee pretty badly. We pulled out the neosporin and put on a bandaid. One hour later he was sitting on the ground carefully pulling off the bandaid. He told me that it was all better and he didn't need it anymore. He's so smart. He points out all of the street signs and tells us that they are the same ones in his book. He's my police radar. He sees police cars in the craziest places and always yells, "Police Car!". It freaks me out and I immediately slow down. He can be screaming his head off about something and look at me and tell me to calm down and relax. He loves playing with Trevor and can make him laugh so much more than Wayne and me.Trevor is our little spiky head. EVERYONE comments on his head
of hair. It grows like Wayne's. He has some very long pieces of hair, we call them his sprouts. He babbles like crazy. He makes spit bubbles and drools all over himself. He's starting to understand cause and effect. This morning he and Wayne were playing. Trevor quickly discovered that if he hit Wayne's nose that he would fall over. It's so fun to watch him play. Last night he was awake when we put Jacob to bed. We were saying prayers and Trevor would just look at Jacob, smile, then laugh. We were all laughing because it was so funny. He's our eater. We have to stop feeding him things or he'll just eat it until he throws up.
Here are some pics yesterday at the playground.


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