Mellow Jack

Mellow Jack. It sounds like a cheese, but I am referring to Baby Jack, as Miles likes to call him. He's such a "go with the flow" little guy, probably because he is the second (or "last and final" as I like to call him) child. Here's a few photos of him sitting in my rocking chair watching while we set up Miles' tool bench. The rocking chair was first my Grandmother Dorothy's when she was a baby (~1921), and then my dad refinished it himself for me when I was born in 1974. And then my parents had it refinished again (and repaired the caning that I had destroyed by climbing on it as a little girl) in 2006 when Miles was born. A three generation chair!