Meet my oldest

Look at those blue eyes! This is Jacob. He's 3 1/2. He's what I refer to as my "spirited child" (and I use that term quite endearingly). He wears his emotions on his sleeve. I wish I had just a quarter of the energy this child has. It would make it possible for me to not only exist, but to thrive on the amount of sleep I'm "allowed" to get each night. He wakes each morning way before the rest of us are ready to get going, and he is ready to start his day. Immediately. Mark my words, he will never require a cup of coffee to function for the day. And he goes full throttle all. day. long. He does stop for a nap, but only because his day care makes him (and I follow suit on the weekends, mostly for my own sanity).