Friday, May 4, 2007

Cherub Knieval

So the morning routine is:

We get up.

Jack says 'car' a few dozen times (especially when he has slept in his car-printed jammies), and he points brightly at the ceiling fan.

Mama strips Jack down, and he uses the potty in the master bath.

All the while, he plays with a toy car, reads a book, and/or indicates each of the individual cars on the jammies he has shed.

Mama cleans Jack up and then opens the bathroom door signaling that cleanup is done.

Jack HAULS NAKED @$$ to his room and leaps up onto his little tricycle thingy to impress any one who will watch him defy gravity.

What must it be like to be in that noggin of his??

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