Jake kicked me in the stomach as I was trying to put on his jammies. I was really mad and just gave myself a time out for a minute. When I went in to talk to him, we had a very adult conversation...

Me: Jake, you kicked me in the stomach. [pause...waiting for an apology]

Jake: I certainly did. [I didn't understand what he said]

Me: Jake, you kicked me in the stomach. [another pause...waiting]

Jake: I certainly did. [totally straight face]

Me: You certainly did?

Jake: Yes, I certainly did.

Well, I couldn't help but laugh. I tried to hide it but he saw through it. He said sorry, but he was laughing the whole time. What a stinker! 

The other day we were buying tomato plants and herbs for the garden. Jake was a bit rambunctious and there was a nice man at the store trying to distract him. He asked Jake if he had a dog at home. Jake said no but he had a horse. The man was impressed. So he asked me if we really had a horse. Then Jake said, "He's name is Bullseye!" Yep, we have a TOY horse (thank you, Papa Crane!) that Jake named Bullseye after Woody's horse on Toy Story 2. I must say that he debated between Bullseye and Spirit, but Bullseye won. That's about the closest we will get to having to a pet... sorry, Jake! 

We're sitting at the table and Jake randomly says, "Maybe Abby is Corbula in Spanish." Yeah, maybe. Ha, ha.