# 0039: My Growth... Part II

I love when babies get to the age where they're hanging on your hip with their arm around your shoulder and the other one dropped to their side like they're cool; like any minute they could throw a gang sign up in your face. (I don't know if this is funny or not: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/09/20/babies-gang-signs_n_1891304.html)
I love mine squeezes my upper arm between his little body and his own arm when we walk upstairs and how he grabs onto my chest with his other hand going around a corner (I don't know why he does- I'm not that fast).
I love how they look like they're in charge; like they're the mighty sea captain directing the ship where to go- like little Jack Sparrows...

Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Carribean

Alright- now let's get out of here- word to your mother!