God bless 12 year-old boys.
They’re fiery. They’re prideful. They tell horrible jokes (usually related to potty humor).
But oh, those 12 year-old boys.
Hearts vulnerable, still growing up, not quite ready for the reality of being teens.
Christopher’s words in the moments after we found out that we were expecting Jack have proven prophetic time and time again: “We’re going to wonder what we ever did without this one.”
Happy birthday, Jack.