Fast Times

 Things are moving so fast. These were taken less than a month apart. Jack has stopped talking. He will grunt some and sometimes you can kind of know what he means to say. I hope when I say I love you he is grunting it back to me. He rarely opens his eyes. I have been playing the Beatles for him today.  He always likes listening to the Beatles. Sometime he would play them while working out in his shop. He loves putzing out there. The dogs would enjoy some attention from him, like Mable here. I don't have any words to describe what I am feeling right now.