The first day of summer vacation and I slept in a little, till about 7:30 or so. Jackson had already been in to my bedroom at 5:10 am to announce that he was up. He announced the morning by shooting me in the eye with a water gun. So, I shoved...lovingly asked...him out to play trains. Well, sometime between 5:10 and about 7:30, he found the little box of school supplies that Abby had brought home from her last day of school. In the box...scissors. I am grateful that he didn't hurt himself, but geesh, what next? Here is the latest victim of Jackson's scissor craze...his jammies shirt.
1 comment:
perhaps a discussion on modesty is in order! that's so funny. at least it's funny when i'm not the mom!
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