He smiles, honest. It's been a while since I posted a photo of Jake. This is actually an older one, from last spring in Sacramento. He is just huge now. When Jimmy leaves the room, Jacob runs around the house calling out "'Immy, where are ou?" Jimmy probably shouldn't feel too special - he does it for the cat too. Jake is my hope - on the days where I worry about Jimmy somehow not being normal, Jake grabs his brother around the waist, throws him to the ground, and wrestles with him.
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