Mavens

Jackson is officially his father's son. Okay, it WAS official before but the conversation that took place just now really, really confirms it.

Setting: Chuck is sitting at our kitchen island looking at every single ad/coupon/circular that is published in the Sunday paper page by page - as he has done every single weekend since I've known him.

Jackson: "Daddy, can we buy me a phone?"
Daddy: "A real phone?"
J: "Yes."
D: "Why do you need a phone?"
J: "Because I don't have one."
D: "Who would you call?"
J: "Someone to help me fix my crane." (his toy crane broke a week or so ago)
D: "You need a phone to call someone to help you fix your crane?"
J: "Yes. We can buy it when it's on sale."