A couple of nights ago in the bath, Jack found a new friend: his…ummm…junk. That’s right, Tuesday night was the night that Jack figured out he had some stuff down there to pay attention to. The entire bath he just looked at his penis, and then looked up at us and smiled and squealed. Just to prove it wasn’t a one-time thing, he was just as excited tonight. I’m sure we’ll get him to stop playing with it eventually. Or, maybe not.
Some pics of the kids during Jack’s “discovery” bath:
