"Who's Daddy's pumpkin? Is it Janet? It's Janet," Jack babytalks, kneeling down and spreading his arms wide for her. She's comfortable enough with holding onto furniture and walking but there's a good little stretch of floor between the furniture and Jack and he doesn't know if she'll risk that.

The first few steps are shaky and Jack thinks she might just sit down but Janet manages to cross over to him. He thinks his heart's gonna give out on him and while he's not the kind of man to cry, his cheeks might be a little damp.

"C'mere, you," he says, scooping her up and kissing her all over. He's never been more proud.