A Day in the Life of Jackson

One day a couple of weeks ago Jackson was in true Jackson form. There's really no other way to describe it. It was like moving from one train wreck to the next. Some days he is the sweetest most well behaved child who listens and takes a nap and plays by himself and with his sister and doesn't get into anything. Then there are days like this day...

Jackson does not nap every day so when he can't fall asleep I tell him he can have quiet play time in his room until____ o'clock.(fill in the highest number that I think I can get away with).On this particular day he was tired but had fought me and fought me to go to sleep, he wouldn't stay in his room, etc.. So finally after putting back into his room way to many times to count (and only yelling once) he gave up and stayed in there for "quiet time". When I finally heard something crash I opened the door and just stared. When I asked Jackson what on earth he was thinking he answered with out an ounce of guilt "It's my sand." Perplexed I asked what he was talking about and that we do not clear everything off of every shelf in our room. The reply I got was "but, Mom I'm Sandman and this is my sand, see..." and he proceeded to whirl about the room throwing things to illustrate his point. For those of you who do not get the reference there is a scene in Spiderman 3 where sandman is created and whirls around in a container of some sort of radioactive type sand. He had seen this scene a couple of times about a year ago, what could I do but laugh without looking to encouraging and take pictures.

So then follows the one hour standoff to pick up the last 25 items on his own after I cleaned up most of the rest by myself (which by the way I later found that night that he had just stashed in the closet and told me he had put away). I then try to find ways to occupy his time while I cook dinner. I came up with a car wash for his cars on the back porch with a small tuperware container with bubbles and scrub brushes. When I looked out on the back prch this is what I saw.

(the car was not strategically placed but, does it's job. Hopefully no one will find these too offensive, I'm sure he'll appreciate these phots in 10 years)


So to top off the day as I put him in the bath I started to burn dinner and set off the smoke alarm which freaked out the kids. But we recovered with a jam session after dinner minus the burnt rice.