Having nothing to do with the pool table, here's a few funny stories about Jacob:
You know how kids about 4 or 5 are trying to figure out jokes and make them up, usually a twist on a joke they keep hearing, and we all laugh because of their efforts, but they don't usually make sense? Here's one Jacob made up that did make sense, although I doubt he knew what he said: Why did the eyelash cross the road? Because he was a hair (hare).
Jacob is infatuated with my (Angela's) neck. He loves to pat it with his hands or simply just hold it. One day he was patting Chanelle's neck, and she asked if she had a good neck. He said, "Yes, but Mom's is better, because it's fluffy."
Jacob thinks he's oh, so silly, and it's no wonder when Chanelle is usually right there to take a picture of it or laugh at the thing he says. Here's a picture that really caught Chanelle's funny bone, with the paper crown, the band-aid half stuck and hanging on his cheek, the one wild sock, and helping himself kick high with only underwear and a too-little shirt.
He says his own prayers and is really good about thanking for things the rest of us never think to mention: "We're thankful that we could hold bugs but not spiders and just rolly-pollys and big ones. We're thankful that we are humans. We're thankful to not smell with our eyes but only smell with our noses," and, "We're thankful we live in a house. We're thankful we don't have bad guys. We're thankful we have cops that don't have weapons but some of them do." (I had n o idea he knew the words "cops" and "weapons".)


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