Jack is definitely one. That's the age where they are still very animal/beast, and you have to lovingly/patiently teach them how to be human/not crazy. He is adorable and sweet and cuddly. We love our pet Jack.
I taught him where his bellybutton is. He is obsessed with bellybuttons. He will likely go right up to you, lift your shirt, stick his boogar covered finger in your bellybutton, and laugh. I hate/love this game.
Jack has had ear infections pretty much monthly for his whole life. We finally did the ear tube surgery, and since then he has been doing much better.
Josh said Jack has bad breath now, so we let him suck on toothpaste all day.
You know how kids just come with their own interests and personalities? Well, Jack has a natural love for planes, trains, and automobiles. When we pass a motorcycle, big truck, red/orange car, tractor, airplane, etc., he says, "Wow!" and stops to stare. He definitely didn't pick this up from me. It must be his Tobler gene.
He is still obsessed with balls too.
What he chooses to be scared of is still fascinating to us. This disgusting spider came in his happy meal, and he immediately loved it and carried it around with him all day. But a blown up doctor glove at the hospital terrified him. Seriously, he is a strange little guy.
Jack has the worst year long allergies I have ever seen. Whenever he walks into the room, he usually looks just like this. That is why the nickname "Boogar" has stuck.
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