F-bomb

So, Jack has dropped his first F-bomb.  We were leaving a restaurant after my birthday and, as usual, I had Jack hold my hand when we were about to go into the parking lot.  Jack likes to jump off of the curb so we counted together, then he jumped in the air and yelled, "F@#! it!"  Then he started laughing as though it was something funny and situationally appropriate.  My eyes widened in horror as my brain scrambled to figure out where he could possibly have heard that.

I asked him and his face got all serious, as he realized that he had done something that was wrong.  "The video," he replied.  It took me a little while to figure out what happened.  Apparently he has figured out how to navigate away from the favorite videos that have been pre-selected for him on YouTube on the IPad.  Through a series of clicks on "Related Videos", he stumbled upon a video of guys jumping off of a cliff into a lake.  They count 1, 2, 3, just like we did and before jumping, utter the phrase that Jack so easily picked up. 

The viewing history has now been cleared so he can't find it again and we are hoping our little talk sunk in good.  Now we are just hoping that we don't get a call from pre-school.

More fun

Jack greeted me as I was taking the wrapped towel off my head after a shower. My wet hair was all over the place.


Jack: Oooooo, Mommy! Your hair looks SO good. Come and show Daddy your perfect hair. He's gonna love it!

My child is so weird. I love it.

---------------------   Paul: Jack, you want orange or grapes?

Jack: Grapes.

Paul (really hoping to get rid of the orange): Orange or grapes?

Jack: When someone says "Grapes," you have grapes.



The kid's got a point.

----------------------   Last night during story time:



Jack: He's (llama character in book) sad because he misses his mommy when he's at school.

Me: Do you miss YOUR Mommy when you're at school?

Jack: No.



At least he's honest.

----------------------   This is the first year Jack has really figured Halloween out. And he's beyond excited. We look at the calendar and count the days and we talk about what we are going to do on the actual day. But I think he thinks Halloween is a more like preparing for a hurricane. Today he came up to me carrying his pumpkin bucket and told me, "Mommy, I have everything I need in case I get candy. I have my pumpkin and my water."

---------------------   My mom is in town this week. At dinner she wasn't paying proper attention to Jack.

Jack: Nonny, let me see your face. Ohhhhhh! You look cute in that face!