Jackson is starting to move from single words and two-word phrases to full-fledged sentences. When I got him up yesterday morning he told me "Scared. God helps. Scared." (He's been scared of snakes lately, and we've been telling him that God comforts us when afraid.) And then he continued, "I wanna see God." He's particularly articulate at the table these days when things aren't moving quite fast enough. This morning after finishing a couple of muffins: "How 'bout an orange?" And from his highchair as we finished setting the table last night: "I'm gonna need some dinner."