Oh and...

Jack went to the doctor this morning, she wanted to check on his burned foot. Nothing unexpected there, she's prescribing some antibiotic cream so on and so forth. He's one ounce shy of 25lbs and one inch short of three feet. When he was leaving someone said they hoped he felt better soon and he said, "I will be ok." then saw a baby stroller missing its baby, got upset and started in with the "Oh nos!" until Tomas pointed the baby out with his mama. That's my boy. He refuses to respond to basic questions or ask for things with actual words but does things like bust out in full sentences for no apparent reason. Today when Tomas was leaving with him he turned, waved at me and said, "I am going to the doctor with dada now. Bye." .... *insert dramatic sigh*