kark- a million times a day.

Jackson is becoming quite the little wanter. He wants everything Joel and I have. And by everything I mean everything-tv remote, glasses of water, knives!, pens, and of course the vacuum extensions. We try to be strong and tell him no to the things he cant have. Except for when Im too tired to care and he sneaks the tv remote from behind my back. Then we have to wait for daddy to get home and reset the cable box. Not usually worth it. So we are learning and practicing the meaning of no. On a more fun note Jackson is consistently saying cracker. Not mommy or daddy, but cracker. Strange. Oh and he also says park, but pronounces it kark. We know what he means.