There’s something about Jacob that sometimes when you’re seriously scolding him, it doesn’t seem to phase him. At other times, you barely say anything and he bursts into tears. I think he gets it from his Daddy.
Usually he comes stumbling toward me from another room, sniffling and sobbing incoherent words.
“What happened Jakey?”
“Daddy no’ed me.”
“Daddy said no?”
James likes to call him our little glass menagerie. A chip off the ol’ crystal figurine.