tcb

yeah, at llvj we're tcb ... but it's not what you think ...

in this case, tcb is "takin' care of baby" and jack is the leader of that band.

yesterday he came in with daddy to wake mommy up (the boys usually -- and very kindly -- let mommy sleep-in in the mornings), climbed into bed and asked his usual question, "where's the baby?" once shown, he proceeded to take his sippy cup of milk, poke it into mommy's (still concave!) belly button and coaxed, "here baby, here's some milk!"

this morning he came in like a one-boy reveille. "mama, wake up! mama, take off the blanket! mama, it's morning time!" and then, of course ... "where's the baby?" but when mommy raised her shirt to show him her protruding belly he said, "no, mama, put your shirt back on the baby. she's still sleeping."

like we said ...

tcb.