Jack called the lights candles, and all he could say is "mommy, they hot." Whenever something is hot he blows on it. He acts like his drinks are coffee and he blows on them all the time. Grammy drinks coffee, and he wants coffee like her. I can't tell you the last time I had a coffee, good job Grammy!
Then Jack thought he could hide under the tree, but that didn't go so well!
I told Jack he should chill by the tree, and this is what he did:
Then I had to tickle him for being so silly!
What a cute boy!
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