Each day flies by like a whirlwind. It seems like I just blinked and Jack is now 16 months, says new words every day and delighting me with kisses and hugs. Just today he said "bell(y) button" and repeated "button" for his Dad's benefit. Yesterday he said "auntie" to an auntie who was very honoured she was the first. Despite his cough now, he is happy and spirited, dissolving in tears only when tired or hungry.

We bought him new shoes today after the few he had worn before began tearing at the big toe and began smelling rather salty. He loved trying the new shoes. But prefers his Dad's, Mom's, Grandpop or Grandma's instead. :) We bought a pair of those squeaky sandals to air his feet (heck, I loved walking on them as a kid) and a pair of Snoopy shoes for more formal occasions.

It has been 16+9 months since I have slept through the night. See, I can't even count nowadays. My memory is better and my good nights are those when he wakes up 3-4 times. Bad, like last night when the poor baby was sick, 7-8 times. I was mush today and thankfully my Mom and Dad came to the rescue since hubby had a meeting.

Just on Saturday I broke out the card-sized photo paper and printed a whole bunch for my parents, who were delighted to receive them, and for us too. They almost feel like collectibles (they truly are) and just looking at his impish grin breaks my face into a smile.

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