It's been fairly quiet in the Jones house over the past 2 weeks. I am not complaining that's for sure, but it doesn't leave me much to blog about. I guess in this case too little is better than too much.
My SUV needed some work done and for some reason Jackson got it in his head that he broke my car. First of all, he thinks it's his car that he lets me drive. Just ask him, he'll tell ya. I don't know why he thought he broke it but, he kept telling me that he was sorry and giving me hugs. He would get this sad look and his shoulders would hang down and he would say I broke my car, over and over and over again. It didn't help that he had a constant reminder with the rental. My warranty got me a loaner car. The only thing that they had on the lot at Enterprise to give me was a huge 4 door Chevy Silverado. I blogged a few months back about how I am not the worlds best driver....this Silverado didn't help that situation. I had to avoid drive-thrus and any parking spots that had a car on either side of me. So we saved some money on Starbucks for the week since I'm too lazy and always running too late to go into the store but too scared to go through the drive thru in the beast. And I got a little extra exercise from parking way in the back of parking lots. It was really pathetic when I went back to CarMax to pick up my car and I tried 3 different spots before I actually found one that I could park in. I looked like a hot mess. But, I digress. So Jackson is telling everyone when we walk into his daycare the first day that he broke his car and they are giving him hugs and kisses and telling him that it was probably an accident. He's batting those sad, big blue eyes at them and his teacher has him sit on her lap for the lesson that they were doing. He was laying it on thick. Even his little friends kept coming up to him and asking if he was ok. I think we're in trouble when he gets older.
So I pull in the drive way in this truck and my husband looks at me and says "you look really sexy in that pickup tru'uck." Totally redneck, yet totally sweet at the same time. Step back ladies...he's all mine.
Last night we were all at the table having dinner and John was trying to feed Vettori and she wasn't really cooperating. So he started to sing to her and for some reason he chose Say a Little Prayer for You by Dionne Warwick, from the movie My Best Friends Wedding. He was singing it just like they do in the movie. He started with "the moment I wake up, before I put on my makeup, I say a little prayer for you" in a normal singing voice and then proceeded to the "forever and ever" part in a very high pitched voice. And the "would only mean heartbreak for me" was borderline screeching. I was laughing my butt off. Half the words were wrong because John makes up his own words when he's unsure, but he doesn't miss a beat, so you believe that they are correct. Dominick and Jackson were laughing as well, but when John was done, Dominick said "dad, next time they have tryouts for those singing shows you need to go." We laughed and John said that he was too old to make it on those shows. And Dominick replied "that's too bad because you're a really good singer." He was serious as a heart attack. When he's in junior high, I'm going to be sure that John sings his friends that song and we'll see how good Dominick thinks his singing is then. It would be much better if John would let me video him so that you can really enjoy the singing that we are regularly subjected to, but that's not going to happen. So this little clip is going to have to do.
I do want to say congrats to Torie and Mike on the recent nuptials. And congrats to the Sundie family on baby boy #3, Karson Daniel.
Until next time.....
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