Happy Birthday Jacksy-boy

My Jackson turned the big 2 on Monday!!! I love that boy. Jackson is very special to me, I feel like he "saved" me. I was not ready to get pregnant with him when I did. Harrison was only 9 months old when I got pregnant and I was struggling to keep my sanity. But Jackson changed my way of thinking. I realized I could do things I didn't think I could. I must say Jackson can be a handful (like when he cried for almost 2 hours because he wanted juice) but he is such a happy, sweet boy. I love that kid, my Jacksy.

Creating WALL-E

First the body.

Then the feet.

Add a head.

Finally the arms and hands.

Another poop story.....

Harrison has been "potty trained" for over a year but is just starting to do everything himself. The other day he went to the bathroom, I went to check on him and he had locked the door. He asked me to leave and give him his privacy. I went to check on him again just as he was coming out of the bathroom. I noticed that his shorts were soaking wet. I asked why his shorts were wet. He was very proud to say that he washed them. I was a little nervous to ask if he washed them in the toilet. No, he washed them in the bathtub. He took me in the bathroom to show me where he washed his shorts and I was able to piece everything together. Harrison was in pull ups ready to take a nap when he needed to use the bathroom. He didn't make it to the toilet so he took off his clothes by himself, dumped the poop out of his pull up into the toilet, threw the pull up in the garbage then cleaned his shorts in the bathtub. He was so proud of himself for cleaning everything up. I guess he didn't notice the mess he made on the bathmat or the toilet!