in continuing with my feelings of nostalgia as we pack and prepare to move, i thought i’d ask you blog readers “remember when..?” jackson is growing like a weed, possibly even faster than a weed grows. he will be 8 months old in a few short weeks. he is sitting and playing and talking and “mama dada”ing and has two of the sharpest teeth that my finger has ever come in contact with. jackson is trying so desperately to crawl but his crawl looks more like the breast stroke on a couch instead of in a pool. so, i wanted to post this picture from the day we brought him home from the hospital just to “remember when…” a couple of weeks ago we lowered jackson’s crib. i had gone in to check on him during a nap and found his arm slung over the crib rail, and a giggling jackson preparing to fling himself right out of the crib. he looked at me as though to say, “WATCH MOM!” and i freaked out and had paul lower the crib. now when jackson sits up and looks at us from his crib, he looks like he is in baby jail. we are continuing our move preparations this week, cleaning out our house and making piles of junk for billy and rachel’s yard sale this weekend. i’ve never done a yard sale before and have no idea what we have gotten ourselves into… basically i’m just looking forward to jackson spending time with his GODparents and me spending time with the delicious breakfast sandwich that billy has promised. any tips?