Tonight Jack made himself a little snack of homemade bread and jelly. He made a jelly mess all over the counter and his hands and while he licked his fingers he says, “Mmmmm, tastes like chicken.”
Um what? Chicken?
All I can do is shake my head.
Sophie pulled down the Christmas tree. Like a good Aunt and Uncle, we grabbed our phone and made her stand next to it screaming.
“Mom, mom, mom, next time will you make me a boy cheese sandwich.”
Oh the things you learn when you are 3 years old. He thought this whole time that we always had girl cheese sandwiches instead of grilled cheese.
He makes me smile.
He had a little too much free time this afternoon.
Jack took the opportunity to share his favorite text from the bible.
“And Goliath said, ‘You CHICKENS!'”