Jackson was thirsty on his way to church and Mommy had a semi-fresh, half bottle of water to offer him. Oh... that's good! No... that's bad. That's bad because after Jackson finished drinking the water he suctioned the bottle to his upper lip and gave himself his first hickey and like I said we were on our way to church.
After mingling and greeting during the service at church the nice lady offered us some hand sanitizer. Oh... that's good! No... that's bad. That's bad because Jackson chewed on his fingers forgetting he had just doused them with sanitizer.
The sanitizer had a foaming chemical reaction with the saliva in Jackson's mouth. Oh... that's bad! No... that's good. That's good because Jackson sat through the entire service without swallowing and at the conclusion of the prayer, quietly told us he "need'd toe gow shpit" in the bathroom.
3 comments:
That's a good blog entry! I can just picture Jay, not swallowing the whole service. Hilarious!
Oh thats great! But wait,... no its not! Lol i love u guys!
Poor Jackson!!!
I know exactly how you feel. When I was 11 I sat playing with a plastic cup and gave myself a HUGE hickey on my chin. When my parent's came home, they thought my brother had hit me. When I went to school the next day, my teacher had asked me if my dad had hit me...
My parents were the ones who figured out how I had done it. The following day I had to explain to my fifth grade teacher that I gave myself a chin-sized cup hickey at age 11...
I'm right there with ya Jackson.
-Rachel Greene
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