You're the man

Way back in June after Jackson's birthday a funny thing happened to my husband.  We put bubbles in the goodie bags for Jackson's birthday party.  We had a ton left.  To say that Vettori loves bubbles is an understatement.  So John takes Vettori outside to blow bubbles.  They come back in a little later and I notice that Vettori is holding one of the little bubble containers and standing in the living room on the hardwood floor.  I assume it's empty because why would John let her have it otherwise.  Apparently he didn't let her have it, but put it on a shelf.  It was then that we learned, the hard way, that she is now tall enough to reach that shelf.  So, unless stuff is pushed all the way to the back her fat little hands can it.  So John goes over to get it and her hands are all sticky from the bubbles.  He picks her up to go wash her hands and then slips on the bubbles that he didn't realize she had spilled.  He is holding her with 2 hands so he can't catch himself and just goes down....hard...onto his butt. 

I was laughing so hard that I couldn't speak.  Seriously people, it's really funny when someone falls.  John then says a string of expletives.  I choke out "John...language!" in between gasps from laughing so hard.  He is so mad that I am laughing, but I can't help it and he marches off to go up to our room.  When he walks away, I notice that his butt is soaking wet with bubbles.  Naturally, I laugh harder. 

Jackson is now talking about himself in the 3rd person.  A lot.  And he does not just say Jackson but Jackson Jones.  "Jackson Jones doesn't like that."  "Jackson Jones wants a freeze pop."  "Jackson Jones did not make that mess."  It is quite comical. 

Here are some other comical quotes and discussions that have happened in the Jones house over the last few months:

--John and I were talking about something over dinner at the Hard 8 Barbecue.  I'm not even positive what we were talking about.  I'm pretty sure that he said that he told me something and I couldn't remember having the conversation and so I said to him "maybe you and your girlfriend were discussing that because it definitely wasn't me."  John and my mom both laugh and Dominick looks mortified.  I look at Dominick and tell him that I was just joking and Daddy doesn't have a girlfriend.  He then says "thank goodness because I couldn't handle 3 moms and 3 dads."

--Jackson has been learning about opposites at pre-school so during dinner at our house we were talking about what things that we see that are opposites.  We go through pretty much everything that I can think of so I say "Daddy's hair is dark and Mommy's hair is.....?"  And Jackson replies, "which part the top or the bottom?"  I guess that is my cue to get my roots done.

--At lunch after Dominick's baptism he is saying how he is a man.  John and his friend Shorty are giving Dominick a really hard time about it.  Asking him if he shaves or drives a car and then saying that he isn't a man.  This goes on for a while and Jackson leans in and says "I'm a man.  I'm a man who eats pizza."  And then takes a big bite of his pizza and tosses the remainder on his plate. 

--We are getting out of the car to go into the daycare and Jackson asks if he can take his toy with him.  I said "I'm sorry buddy but you need to leave it in the car."  Jackson responds with "well, sorry isn't helping me right now.  Is it mom?"  First of all, I'm not sure how to handle all of that attitude.  Second, how do you even respond to that?  Because, really, he is correct.

For the most part our kids are really sweet to each other and they take care of each other and have each other's backs, with the exception of when they are beating the crap out of each other (I'm joking...kinda).  The other day Vettori shared some fruit snacks with Jackson and he looked at her and said "you are my favorite baby" and kissed her.  And my heart melts.  Jackson is overly loving, in fact, he kisses Vettori and me a lot.  To the point that sometimes it borders on making out.  I think it's super sweet....John thinks it's inappropriate.  That is not quite how his relationship with Dominick goes though.  He loves his brother to death but he shows it more with picking at him and driving him crazy.  He will do just about anything to get Dominick's attention.  Last night Jackson comes runny down the stairs and is yelling "bubby (Dominick) hit me, bubby hit me."  John and I are in the kitchen so we can't see him, but we can hear him.  So he rounds the corner into the kitchen and comes into view and exclaims once more "bubby hit me!"  He is wearing two huge green hulk fists.  We just shook our heads and told him to go back upstairs and play.  I guess it doesn't occur to a four year old to get rid of the evidence of who started the altercation before you go tattling on your brother. 

My phone takes some seriously bad pictures but here is an older one of Jackson wearing a batman cape (yes his glasses are on the outside) and the hulk fists that I am speaking of.  When you hit something with them they say "you're making me angry.  You won't like me when I'm angry."  As you can see it was obviously bubby that started the hitting.

Until next time......