Sometimes I really can’t believe the things that come out of Jack’s mouth. Here are just a few that he shared with me yesterday.
Jack: I learned that from my husband.
Me: Oh yeah, what did you learn? And who is your husband?
Jack: My husband drives a dump truck!
Jack: Yeah. He drives it to the dump.
I didn’t even know he got married. I hope he’s happy!
Then we were reading Richard Scarry’s “Busy, Busy Town,” one of his favorite books. And in it, Lowly the Worm drives an apple, like this:
Jack looked at it and said, “Ha ha, Lowly drives an apple. Jack drives an orange!”
I was dying.
I don’t know when Jack became a one-upper. It’s funny for a preschooler, but I hope he outgrows it, because it’s annoying as an adult. One day his little friend, who had just turned 4, told him, “I’m 4 now, and I know a lot about a lot of things!” Which, of course is true. Four is a big deal! But Jack replied, “Oh yeah? I know a lot about Old McDonald!”
Oh, Jack. You turkey.
In other news, I am so far behind in my library books that now the library is calling me that if I don’t return some, I have to buy them. Good lord. So I have been cramming in as much reading as possible. Right now I am almost done with “Maine,” by Courtney Sullivan. So far, so good. Here is a NY Times review.
And two photos, for good measure:
Happy running. More on that later.