Jack has been a source of much amusement (mine) this week. Maybe he seems funnier since I haven't been getting much sleep with all the sickly children around here.
-at the breakfast table, Jack looked up from his breakfast to inform me that "when I get fur like dad, I'm razoring it off."
-After Anna told Jack that she did not want to play chess with him, Jack yelled down the stairs "Mom, Anna hurt my feelings." I asked him to come down so we could talk about it. His reply? "I can't. My heart is broken."
-I was inspecting kid's teeth to see if they had indeed been brushed. When I asked to see Jack's, he told me "I gave up brushing teeth."