For J.J.

My friend J.J. is out of town and today I got to babysit her 3-year-old son. I think she needs to start a blog where she just lists all of the hillarious things he says all day long! Within one minute of arriving at our house, he said, "Mom's visiting ya-ya so I got to go to hang-ga-burger heaven." His next sentence was, Bolt is a Superdog. He's a dog and he's a super hero." Then he gave me the rundown on why he liked Blue's Clues much better than Go Diego Go and told me that when he's 7, and he can drive, he'll drive me to see the Tale of Desperaux. On the way home from the YMCA, he informed me that I stay at the YMCA way longer than his mom does and then discussed the importance of cutting his peanut butter sandwich into triangles. He said I could choose how many. At lunch he asked if he could say the blessing and when I told him he could he said, "I think you're really gonna like my blessing!" It WAS a great blessing.



I think I'm excited for David to be 3!