My little man

My little Jace is already 20 months old!! He is just a little bitty guy in the 3rd percentile for weight, but boy his lungs are anything but little!  Jace has been on a mission since he was born to be older.  He wants to be a big boy and do everything his sister does.  I write so much about his sister, I thought it's only fitting for me to write about him too.  He does new things daily and I want to remember everything when my babies have grown older and I am left with only memories of these times.

Right now, Jace can sing the alphabet.  Yup, the whole alphabet.  He also just counted to 12 by himself, without any help from my husband or I.  He replies with "I love you too" when we leave him, and isn't stingy with his kisses.

The other night, I came in late from work just as my husband had put him down to bed.  Laying there so sweet in his blanket, I just had to pick him up for a quick snuggle.  As we settled into the rocking chair he said, "dkakdjals...song." He has a habit of adding jargon to the first part of his sentences and then the last word is something we can all understand.

I wasn't totally sure he said song, and then he started humming twinkle twinkle little star.  I've sang this song to him since he was a colicky newborn, crying late into the night.  It's the only song that calmed him.  I happily sang it again.

Then today, I was looking for his washrag.  He quickly told me, "downstairs!  wash it."  I'll be darned if he was right.  I had just done a load of towels that I forgot about earlier in the morning.  Dang he is smart!