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I can't believe Jett turned 2 1/2 last Sunday. Gulp, sniff-sniff. I don't remember time flying so fast before he was born. Now I wish I could pause time, but before I have time to blink a whole month has passed. He is such a lovable, sweet, and funny little guy that kills us with the things he says and does. He is also extremely well behaved, which is a little surprising since we are not at all good disciplinarians. I guess it's a good thing that he is distracted easily! I was commenting the other day about how we have never experienced the "terrible two's" and someone informed me that 3 is the hard age. Ugh! Maybe I should bite my tongue.
I hope everyone had a fantastic Memorial Day weekend!