Also last night.

One of those little moments I'll probably never forget:

As I walked into the kitchen to get his vitamins I hear Jackson running down the hall shouting something in one of his comedy voices.

I turn the corner and see him, naked, hunched way over like a tiny old man, holding his hand out in front of him carrying a small plastic spatula with a rubber truck tire on it, running as fast as he can without dropping it hollering, "COOKED TIRE FOR DINNER! COOKED TIRE FOR DINNER! COOKED TIRE FOR DINNER!"

Two minature candy bars and that boy is on another planet :)