the world according to Jack

Saturday, August 9, 2014


On coloring:

Mom.  I don't scribble scrabble anymore.  I color in the LINES.

On fruit:

I just like strawberries.  I don't like bananas.  Oh wait!  I like bananas. (Jack, would you like a banana?) No. I only like bananas at school.

On reality:

(Hi, Superman!)
Mom!  I'm not Superman!  I'm Jack.  It's just a shirt.

On maturing:

Yesterday, when I was a BABY, I sucked my thumb.  Now, I'm a big boy.  And I don't suck my thumb.  I quit.

On negotiating:

(Jack, it's bedtime.)
Aw, MAN!  Can I have just ten more minutes?
(You can have five minutes.)
Can I have THREE minutes?
(Sure.)



At Whole Foods:

Mom, I'm thirsty.  I see some drinks over there.  I'll be RIGHT BACK.

Hope someone calls you precocious today.

Talk soon,
Heather

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Saturday, August 9, 2014

the world according to Jack


On coloring:

Mom.  I don't scribble scrabble anymore.  I color in the LINES.

On fruit:

I just like strawberries.  I don't like bananas.  Oh wait!  I like bananas. (Jack, would you like a banana?) No. I only like bananas at school.

On reality:

(Hi, Superman!)
Mom!  I'm not Superman!  I'm Jack.  It's just a shirt.

On maturing:

Yesterday, when I was a BABY, I sucked my thumb.  Now, I'm a big boy.  And I don't suck my thumb.  I quit.

On negotiating:

(Jack, it's bedtime.)
Aw, MAN!  Can I have just ten more minutes?
(You can have five minutes.)
Can I have THREE minutes?
(Sure.)



At Whole Foods:

Mom, I'm thirsty.  I see some drinks over there.  I'll be RIGHT BACK.

Hope someone calls you precocious today.

Talk soon,
Heather
 
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