As I'm sure you know, I think my little boy is pretty special. I think he's the cutest, sweetest, most handsome, most loving little boy a mom could ever ask for. I could spend all day just looking at him and kissing his sweet little face.
I'm not the only one who feels that way about Jack:
He seriously spent a full hour last night admiring the cute little fella in the mirror. Once again, who needs toys?