It’s very fitting that Jacob be my first blog, because he will probably be the one I blog about most. Jacob is three and a very curious boy, who doesn’t stop until his head hits the pillow at night.

So the other day Jacob comes whirling in from outside, with dirt all over his hands touching everything in site. I was sitting and the computer in the kitchen (probably aiming Robert) and I say “Jacob go wash your hands they are nasty.” I hear the water come on and A minuet or so later Sydney yells from the other room. “Mom Jacob is in the sink!” Sure enough he had striped down and was splashing around in my pedestal sink. His only words of defense were “mom I was dirty.” and he was, I couldn’t argue with that.