The McCarty Boys and Me

I have mentioned before that Jackson attends a Catholic Mother's Day Out. He LOVES it and has the sweetest teachers ever and he is obviously learning something. The other night we were lying in bed saying our prayers. Of course, we started out thanking the Big Man for everything...Jackson thanked Him first and foremost for Gabriel and Ella...then our prayers took a turn:

Jackson: Wait, Mom...this is not how you are supposed to pray.
Me: Well, then how are we "supposed" to pray.
Jackson: I'll show you..."Our Father, God our Father, we thank you. For our many blessings. Ahhhhhmen. Ahhhhhmen. In the name of the Father, the Son, and Holy Spirit, AHHHHHmen. Now your turn, Mom."
Me: (Repeat).
Jackson: Good job, Mom!!

He now says his prayers for almost everyone he comes in contact with. He told me that he even says them on the playground. I think I may have next JC here, ya'll...born a Jew, but now spreading the word.

Where you might find crackers...

Jackson: Mommy, my butt itches.
Me: Well, then scratch it. (we were at home!)
Jackson: I think I might have something in my little butthole.
Me: Really, what is it?
Jackson: I think it might be some crackers or something.
Me: Crackers?? How did you get crackers in your butthole?
Jackson: (shrugging) I guess I dropped them in there when I was eating.
Me: Were you eating crackers naked?
Jackson: NO!! MOM!! I wasn't eating naked! (like it is absurd to think that he might be eating crackers naked, but crackers in your butthole is totally normal).