Jackson-ism

Tonight, after Cubbies, while putting Jackson to bed:

Jackson:  "Andre from my Cubbie's class was sick, he had the same thing I had last week."
(he wasn't sick last week, but time is relative when you're 4).

Mom: "Oh, what were you sick with?"

Jackson: "You know, when I had the phlegm and then I frew up.  Except Andre didn't have the phlegm.  He just frew up."

keep in mind that mom has just a *small* phobia of 'frow up'...


Mom: "OH!  That's too bad.  When did Andre say he was sick?"  (thinking, I hope it was like 2 weeks ago or something...)

Jackson: "It was tonight in Cubbies.  He frew up in the trashcan."

Mom: (Trying to remain calm...but I'm just sure by now that Jackson has "it" and will be frowing up on me any minute...) "umm...did they send him home?"

Jackson: "yeah he went home."

Mom: "you didn't hold Andre's hand or anything did you?"

Jackson: "no"

Mom: "and did you sit by him, talk to him, look at him or anything??" (I'm sure I still sounded very calm...)

Jackson: "no mom, I don't even like Andre.  He speaks French."

HA!!  Most kids Jackson knows and can't understand speak Spanish.  I guess Andre must have quite the accent.  I sure hope he's feeling better.  But, I wish he had left his 'frow up' germs at home.