Mornings at the Morss house are falling into a more predictable pattern. Jamie, at the end of his night watch, dresses little man and gets him ready for me to scoop up and take to Rhonda's. (Rhoda is his babysitter--I'll blog that, later).
Earlier this week, Jack was chatting me up before we left. His ooos, aaahhs, and a-goos are becoming more frequent and even more charming!
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