Yesterday, Jack, Grace and myself were sitting in the living room hanging out. Jack came over and started asking for a whole bunch of “stuff.”
I cocked my head to the side and whispered that he needed to come over and sit by me. It was the gentle little of “we need to chat.”
He walked over to me with a silly little smile and said, “I know what you are going to say…I have a case of the gimmies.”
No need to have that little chat.
This morning he started in on how he wants new superman pajamas. I looked and smiled at him and immediately he said, “I have the gimmies again.” He stopped and said, “I guess I really don’t need pajamas.”