Like angels.

Crazy, irritating, adorable angels.

Today while Frances slept I thought of a picture from when Jackson was just 11 weeks old. They have so many similarities, don't they? Besides the way they look, they both have amazingly sophisticated senses of humor, are both thoughtful and kind, and are incredible clowns.


Frances is 19 months old now. What was Jackson doing at 19 months? Let's take a look back:

Finger painting (with my fingers).


Jamming with his Papa.


Listening to dope beats.


Running down the dock at Swan Lake (this was seconds before he lurched forward and missed skidding on his face only because the bill of his cap got stuck between two boards).


Sitting on the bench at the end of above dock.