Mr. Doo

Jack is in the know it all stage and will argue with a rock. You can say he is a real little man and he'll say, "NO! Jack, not a man, Jack is a boy." No amount of explaining will change his mind. It's not a argument we care to win because he is so cute and such a great little guy otherwise. Besides, he might as well win some now because it'll get harder in a few years.

All statements these days are ended by okay. He might say, "Jack want-a go outside, OKAY Mimi, OKAY Mimi, OKAY?" He'll keep saying okay until you say okay or pursue him into another course of action. Let me point out that if you hear something said enough times you'll start saying the same thing....Jack's okays have invaded all our speech patterns, OKAY? OKAY!

Do all kids know more these days? For a three year old Jack does some fairly complex thinking. We don't watch DVDs on school nights so he'll ask the day of the week to see if a little tube time is in order. He is always making jokes like putting Mimi in time-out, calling Papa a purple monkey or telling his mom she is hurting his peanut when she picks him up. He works the deal; it's not enough to get a treat anymore you have to negotiate the amount. Trust me, a half cookie treat doesn't get off the ground around here these days.

Jack likes to be called Scooby-doo. Papa will sometimes calls him Mr. Doo which is against Jack's policy. In a few years when Jack can read this blog Papa will be in trouble.

"Momma Momma look, I pee pee IN the big potty... oh, I pee pee ON the big potty!"

Jack, what is the meaning of life? "Mimi."