We spent Saturday afternoon at Jack and Sadie's friend Tatum's 2nd birthday party. Jack just happened to be the only little boy at the party, and there was no mistaking that he was one of the girls. Jack spent the afternoon racing around Tatum's backyard. At one point he pushed over one of the Adirondack chairs in the background of this photo and let out the most amazing war cry that stopped the party momentarily. Jack has completely dispelled any beliefs I held about gender being the result of nurture over nature. He is all boy, all the time. And while I definitely have my moments when I wish that he could just sit still for a minute, it's nice to know that I can always repair any emotional rupture with a quick bout of wrestling.
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