Jack

I love spending my days with my Jack Man.  He is going to preschool three days a week next year.  While that time will be nice, I'm going to miss my little buddy.

He has developed quite the temper, but he is also so sweet. He is stubborn, but sensitive.

He always asks to snuggle (which he calls "nuggle").  On Mother's Day morning, he climbed up in our bed and said, "Happy Mother's Day, Mama."  He said, "Here's your Mother's Day present" and kissed me on the cheek.  Ahhh, I love that kid.

He will tell me he has a secret to tell me and then will say, "I love you, Mama".

He says "Piderman" for Spiderman and "yittle" for little.

He usually calls a sneeze an "achoo".  One day, I told him his nose was all red.  He said, "That's 'cause I have a lot of sneeze in it."

Kate likes to make up jokes, which usually make sense. Jack's make no sense.  For instance, "Why did the football flatten the bee?  Because he wanted eggs."  When asked about that, he said, "Bees poop eggs out like chickens.  Ummmm, ok.

I was packing Kate's thermos one day and he said, "What's a thermos?"  I told him it was a container that keeps things hot or cold.  He said, "I choose hot."

He has zero endurance or attention span for cleaning up messes.  He can make a mess in two seconds flat, but begs for help when it's time to clean up.

We were talking to him one day in the car about disobeying Mommy and Daddy and how it is important to obey.  He asked, "What obey mean?" (even though he knows).  Right in the middle of explaining it to him, he got distracted and said, "What's that on that car over there?"  He doesn't have time for deep discussions about listening to Mommy and Daddy. ha!

He cracks us up with random little sayings like the other night when he said, "Hey, get me out of this stinking tub!"

We went out to lunch one day after church.  Jack wanted a hot dog.  We ended up at Q'doba, where he ate hardly anything.  He said he was done and I asked if his tummy was full.  He said, "Yeah, but I still have a yittle spot for a chili cheese dog."

As we were leaving our MOPS group not too long ago, it was really windy.  He closed his eyes as we were walking to the car and he held out his arms.  I asked him what he was doing and he said, "I telling the wind I love it!"

He loves to play fight.  He's always kicking and punching the air, along with sound effects.  He is all boy, for sure.

He is a Mama's boy, but sure loves to spend time with Daddy.  He has assured me he will always stay with me.  Let's just hope he keeps his promise. :)