Peanuts and Pretzels and Cracker Jacks...

Take me out to the T-Ball Game!

Jack's first game was this past Saturday. If you have never been to a preschool T-ball game you must go--just pretend to know a kid to make it less spooky! Between the kicking of dirt, the entire field running to chase one single ball, the first baseman oblivious to the responsibilities of his position, and the runner impersonating Forest Gump--unaware that the bases actually serve a purpose. Put this all together and it will be the most endearing 30 minutes of your life. Well, of your Saturday morning at least.

Check out the family album (link at bottom of blog) for the pics and vid.

More Jackisms

I have been neglectful to Jack's blog. Travel is the excuse. I spent last two weeks on West Coast. First San Francisco, next Los Angeles, and finally Vancouver. I return home and find it snowing today. Flurries only, but could someone but the snuff on the white stuff?

I have lots of good Jack material I will post this week. We had our first T-ball game and he has become a master Marble Runner. But today I shall treat you to a few Jackisms uttered this weekend.

1. "Mom, what does stubborn mean?" I defined. Jack said, "Mom and Jack are both stubborn." hmph.

2. After planting some daffodils and hyacinths Gary commented that they were pretty but a bit crowded. I pondered over this while staring out at my garden. Jack touched my shoulder and said "I don't think they are crowded. I think they are pretty." Could I adore him any more! Than he asked for a doughnut. hmm...honest or manipulative???

3. While going to bed Jack announced that there was a cloud of poison under his bed and if he gets out at night it will get him. Gary and I have NO IDEA where this thought came from as we would never plant a scary idea like that in Jack's mind. However I did struggle with debunking his theory or letting him test it...just to see if it would finally keep this boy in bed all night long. I finally did the right thing. Don't worry.

4. Jack was pulling petals of a Camilla flower. I taught him the old "she loves me she loves me not." He quickly adapted this to the more appropriate "I will get a new toy. I will not get a new toy."

5. After breaking a few rules including flushing a toy down the toilet Jack is unable to get the new wheelbarrow he wanted for a few weeks until he proves he can play with his toys properly. The next morning his first sentence went like this, "Ah...I didn't break any toys all night long. Now I can have my new wheelbarrow?" Yea, right kid! HA!

Jack's First T-Ball Practice

Jack has joined a 3-5 year olds' T-Ball team. He's youngest on the team at 3 1/3--most on the team are around 4 or a little older. Dad took him to his first practice this week, and here's video. He's the only child that kept his batting helmet on for the entire practice, but see why that makes sense at mark 6.5 seconds and 51 seconds. Note the kids camped out on third base.

Puns for Fun?

Today while leaving for school...
J: "Mom where is your momet?"
Mom: ?????
J: "I wear a JACKet and your wear a MOMet."

Who wants to claim responsibility for the gene causing our three-year old to make puns...POP POP? GRANDPA? BUELLER?