Bedtime Story

IMG_2624, a photo by tracyg00 on Flickr.

While I was putting Jake to bed the other night, he started talking about his birthday (this is not an unusual topic). Anyway, he said "So, I'm trying to decide if my party should be at Sky High or at home" and he put his hands in front of him like a scale and would raise one up at a time and say, "Sky High....Home". Then he stopped and said, "Wait, which one is the winner - up or down?". I started to explain that heavier was down and before I could get any further he said, "Whatever.....anyway, I'm going to invite so and so and...." (I'm leaving names out to protect the innocent). Then he added, "I'm not sure about xxx because he's pretty crazy". He cut me off when I was going to say something and said, "Wait, I'll see what God tells me to do". He turned around like he was praying, then turned back to me and said, "He's out".

This kid is a trip. It was all I could do to not bust out laughing at that one.