Today I was feeding Caroline her oatmeal when I noticed Jack had gotten really quiet in the back of the house. Upon investigation, I found him like this. He had crawled up in Caroline's crib with Henry and was sucking his thumb with his eyes closed. Guess sometimes we just wanna feel young again. (And as a side note, Jack's not wearing pants in a lot of these pictures because he's a champ at peeing in the potty these days. We've found pants just get in the way.)