Most mornings Jett can be found wherever Stacia is. He likes to look at her, talk to her, squeal at her, poke her; you know...brotherly stuff. Poor miss Stacia is usually crying (we're really going to be happy when the colic and reflux are gone!) but Jett sits by her anyways. I think these two will grow up to be great friends!
Sunday, November 10, 2013
Mornings...
Posted by Heather at 9:21 AM
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