Jack

  Jack just keeps us in stitches.  He is our family clown, sometimes on purpose but usually just because he’s five, and his 5 year old thoughts and sayings and doings are just so funny. 

For instance…

Last week in the grocery store, he got my attention ("Mom! Mom! Hey Mom!"), then said, in a deep, Darth Vader-like voice, “BETH, I AM YOUR SON.”  Which got such a good laugh from me, he changed it to “BETH, I AM YOUR DAUGHTER’S BROTHER.” Which made me laugh even more, so he stretched it to “BETH, I AM YOUR PINEAPPLE” and “BETH, I AM YOUR DONUT”, which weren’t as funny, but still.

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Grandma H. was visiting our pool, so she took off her watch and glasses.  Jack couldn’t resist the temptation, so he put them on and said he was going to do a grandma “compression”.  He sat down and told us to count to three.  We did, and he slowly pulled himself out of the chair, with a groan, just like grandma.  (You can probably guess that whenever grandma wants to stand up, she asks us to count to three to get her started.)  Luckily grandma got the joke and wasn’t at all offended.  We hope.

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His favorite song is “That’s Not My Name” by the Ting-Tings.  He can’t NOT dance when that song comes on, and boy can he dance.  He’s got the butt-wiggle and the arm moves down.  But his words?  Not so much.

Their lyrics:
Four letter word just to get me along
It's a difficulty and I'm biting on my tongue and uh
I keep stalling and keeping me together
People around gotta find something to say now

Jack’s lyrics:
Four letter word just a getting along
It’s a dippity and I’m biting on my toe, yeah
A veet snot and  keep me together.
Fooling around and fye-sumpin-a-say-nah.

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Recently he asked me if he could have a piece of gum from our goodie box.  I assented, he got his gum from the box, looked at me, and said, “And may I get you some gum, my good woman?”

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(photo credit  for last photo to Shelley S…thanks, Shelley!)

You just gotta love him.