No pics in this post - just a cute Jimmy story I don't want to forget... :)
Last night when putting James to bed he asked to hear a story. Honestly I was too tired (we have been hit with a nasty cold bug) to be creative and make something up on the fly, so I decided Hansel and Gretal was as good as any.
But as I started talking I quickly was jumping ahead in my mind to what a scary and horrible story that truly is --- so I altered it into the nice old woman saying, "no, no, no! - don't eat my house, come inside first - inside is made of spaghetti and meatballs and garlic bread! - Come in and eat first and then you can can come back out for dessert... after a clean plate... (my brain wasn't too cloudy to fit THAT in given his current eating habits!)
Then the nice old lady promptly helped them find their way home... The End!
I looked at him and he turned to me and asked one question....
Jimmy: "did that house have smoke alarms?
Me: "of course - all houses have smoke alarms"
Jimmy: "okay --- goodnight"
What a goof!