-- One day last week when Jake and I got home, I asked if Nana had given him a bath that day. Holding his arm out to me, he said "Smell me." HA HA HA.
-- And here's more proof I need to ALWAYS lock the bathroom door . . . but when I'm taking a shower I want Jake to be able to come in if he really needs me. Anyway, I had just stripped for a shower, and sat down to go to the bathroom first. In comes Jake, holding a Star Wars ship, saying "Mama, can you fix my spaceship?" For someone who can't stand when I wear tank tops ('cause he doesn't like to see my shoulders . . . don't ask why, I'm not really sure myself) the sight of me buck nekkid doesn't phase him a bit. Honey, your spaceship can wait -- let mommy take a freaking shower!
-- Jake and I got Lou some cards and a tool belt, which will come in very handy when we finish the playset later this week -- I think Lou is tired of me asking if he has his twisy wrench thing or if I need to find it. He was so tired yesterday after working two shifts, when Jake gave him a hug and said "Happy Father's Day," he replied with "You're welcome."