From Wit’s End

Every morning, Jack has peanut butter toast (“toast an’ bubber”) for breakfast. I spread peanut butter on the toast, then cut it in half and fold it over into a sandwich. Then I put it in front of him and ask him what shapes he wants it cut into. Until today, he has asked for squares, triangles, or rectangles, and usually there’s also a “moon” shape from the rounded top of the bread. Today, though, he asked for something different, and I did my best:

Jack thumped down the hall at about one in the morning last night, which might have been annoying, but it was made smile-worthy by the following cuteness: for some reason he was carrying his small bead maze down the hall with him!

When he invited me to play Legos with him up at the farm this weekend, this is what he wanted me to build:

Here’s what this picture sounds like