You know, this sign should have said, "Jack is a gassy fussbag today." Because seriously. He last pooped on Tuesday morning-- a huge, explosive one that got in his HAIR and on the back of his neck. He' d really like to poop again. End of story.
Excuse me for not waxing poetic. I am tired.
He's getting adorable, though. And so big in that tall and skinny kind of way.
Note the cradle cap in his eyebrows and how wonderfully squishy he is.