This face was pretty much the only thing that saved Jackson's life yesterday. I was getting ready for the day when I heard Merrill yelling for me to come here and Jackson was crying. I knew he had done something bad. I went in Jack's room to find him hiding under the covers and broken eggs all over his room. I thought Merrill was going to kill the child! Jackson had thrown not one or two eggs, but 13 eggs. I'm still not sure what he was thinking. All I kept thinking was it would have been great to get a picture of it for the blog, but I didn't think Merrill was in a mood to record this moment in time. Ahh Jack...I sure hope you make it to your fourth birthday.
4 comments:
Oh no....on the brand new carpet? Good thing he is so cute. But that is crazy...really wish we knew what they were thinking sometimes!!
HAHAHA This is one of the many reasons we love Jack.
I am sorry, but I laughed and laughed. You poor Mommy. I bet he had so much fun watching the eggs explode. And yes, it's a good thing he's so darn cute!
Jackson did you think the eggs were baseballs and you were practicing for the big leagues. This will be talked about for years to come. Merrill you and Lisa need a break. He is lucky he is so cute. We love you guys, hang in there. Remember, little kids, little problems, big kids, big problems, married kids, impossible problems. So hang in there! Love, Aunt Colleen
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