Jackson has developed an all-consuming desire to play either flag football in the backyard with Daddy or have kendama wars all day.
Today, he was letting me know that I could play the flag football game with them if I want to. That I could be on his team and Max could be on Daddy's team.
Max: But I don't want to be on Daddy's team. I want to be on your team.
Jackson: No you are gonna be on Daddy's team.
Max: But I want to be on your team. Forever, and ever, and ever. Oh please, oh please, oh please. (Awww. He just loves his big brother.)
Jackson: No Max, you need to be on Daddy's team.
At this point, Max drops it, bless his little heart. We never did go out and play football.
Jackson brushed his teeth. Max called down and said he could not get any more toothpaste out of the tube. Mike said he would be right up. Before he could get there Max called down and said, "Never mind Dad, I used the toothpaste that was in the sink." Ew.
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