Froggie Go A Courtin~

Jack is using sign language!  Every once in awhile, I would show him a sign for something and he signed ball.  Ball was the first word he signed.  Now on second day since I know he is ready, he has learned please, milk, and shoes. 

I took him to a exotic animal store and we stayed for over an hour.  He was such an interested young fellow who wanted his mickey mouse hat to stay on his head.  He had this favorite albhabet singing refrigerator magnet toy that he insisted to taking to bed with him.  For the first 20 minutes, the song would play non stop, and then nothing.  He rolled over and set the toy to tune again and I heard a sleepy "shup."  Then another five minutes, the alphabet resumed.  It was a louder more awake "Shup"…but that third ABC song was the last straw for my sleepy Jack.  I heard "SHUP!!"  and the toy banged across the rail and smacked the floor.  That was the end of any noise~

I am still, and will always be..his very favorite.  I’m the go to gal pal..and kind of a push over with this guy.  He likes to leap off of things, damn the consequence.  He freaks everyone but Dan and I out.  He doesn’t walk or run anywhere, he toddles and is very sturdy.  He’s getting some real heft to him, and  he loves to brush my hair and get his fingernails painted.  My children show their spark everywhere they go, and people see.

I went to a family get together yesterday, it was outside.  I used to have quite a bug phobia going on, but cured myself of it years ago.  Yesterday I had a major flare up and slapped myself silly in front of many people.  My feet were so itchy from a camp fire I was at the night before, there was an annoying boy there.  A garder snake was rescued by my husband from the cat and he held it while everyone pet it but this kid and Clyde pinched it.  The kid was mad he didn’t get to keep the snake so he caught a frog instead.  He put it in a straphoam take home box and left it there for hours during the party.  My sister was there, and she said let’s free the frog.  Okay…so I took the frog out and gave it to her, she high tailed it to the woods. 

This kid found my lady’s purse which had her Ipod in it, and he just started going through it!  Lady came over and snatched it from him and yelled at him to get out of her purse, and Dan went and knocked over the empty froggie container and said, "Oops kid, your frog got away."  The child came tearing into the living room (where I was healing from my self inflicted defense buggie wounds) and sought comfort.  I didn’t know he had just been caught snooping in my lady’s purse, but I would have given him the hug anyways.