I love looking back at old pictures, and I really can't stop laughing at this one. I love it. Not only the Mr. Potato head glasses but he has such a big head that his little hoodie wouldn't fit over his head properly. He was only about fifteen months old and he knew how stinkin funny he was. This kid makes me laugh every day. He told me today, "Mommy, I love toots. Do you love toots? They are so funny!" I try really hard to keep a straight face and let him know that we don't have to talk about that kind of stuff, but it gets really hard. Brendan found him in the pantry climbing up the shelves. When Brendan asked him what he was doing he said he was looking for some chocolate chips because he was starving! The other day. "MOMMY" "What hun", I say as I walk around the corner to Jack bending over with his naked bottom in the air. "Do I have any poop between my bums?" (we are teaching him how to wipe himself). This little boy is the best, though inappropriate at times. They say laughing makes you live longer. I'm sure to reach 200!

Ribs

Now I am only posting about this because only woman read my blog, and this is pretty funny. My little Jack is a litte confused about ribs. This is what he calls a woman's chest. This all started when I started nursing Ben. I know he gets a little obsessed about things that we make a big deal about so I was very open with him about how I fed Ben. As soon as he came to see me in the hospital I showed him how I would feed him, his reply, "Ah Man, I wish I was a baby". I soon found out that Ben was allergic to milk and Chocolate. Thus my diet was changed and Jack loved to rub this in. "Mom, do you want some Chocolate." "I do, but I can't have any." "Oh yea, cause you feed Ben with your ribs. I don't feed Ben with my ribs so I can have chocolate." This is how it has been for the last few months. Then Valentines came and there are hearts everywhere. He got a reeses heart and when he saw it He said, "it looks like...." , I thought He was going to say a heart, instead, "it looks like ribs!" Every heart he sees has been ribs. I know I should tell him the right word, but I'm going to wait until his fasination goes away. I don't think everyone needs to know exactly what he is talking about. Please don't be offended if my child points out your ribs. It really would help if every advertisment and billboard didn't have a half naked woman on it!!!!