What you said?

That's how Jake USED to ask me to repeat myself.

Last night, we were goofing off, and he spit a little (it's a random new habit I'm trying to break him of.)  I said "Jake, I really don't want you to spit."  He said "What?"  And I said "Jake, you need to not spit."  And he sighed and said "Mama, you're going to have to speak up."

HA HA HA HA.

Then I figured out that his teacher, Miss Gaby, must tell him that at school.  It's hilarious the things he picks up.  He also told me last week, when I asked him how school was, that his classmate Caleb was gone that day.  "Oh really," I said.  "Where was he?"  And Jake replied "He was ABSENT."  heh.