The T-Rex in your closet may just be trying on shoes.

Jack's Jem:

  I get to share this little Jem courtesy of one of Jack's teachers. As you can image, it's not hard to transform Jack in to Jack-a-Lope, and we call him that all the time.  Well so do his teachers, friends, and family etc.., you get the idea.  Jack is not overly fond of this nick name, mostly because when he was younger we told him it was not OK to call people names.  Take that rule and apply a large dash of autism and what do you get; the "11th Commandment".  Yes, we parents are sometimes our own worst enemies.  

  I digress and get back to the story as repeated to me.

Teacher: "Good Morning Mr. Jack-a-Lope"

Jack: "You know that they [Jack-a-Lopes] are extinct, just like dinosaurs in Go Go Boots!"

Teacher: speechless (ok, I added that part, but I am sure it is true)

    

  So here is your lesson in immortality, share something so strange that your name will always be associated with it and you will be remembered. Take a moment to consider this, Jack's teacher will always remember him when ever she sees a dinosaur or a pair of Go Go Boots. This is a two way street, however so be careful what you are associated with.  

 

  Anyway, I find myself a little concerned about my sanity because after hearing this story, the only thing I was thinking about was where in the world he heard about Go Go Boots, and not why dinosaurs were wearing them.  So if you have Go Go Boots in you closet check for dinosaurs before you wear them again. 

Enjoy

The Dad

One Final Note:  They (who ever they are) say you can find anything on the internet, well that is not true. You can not find a picture of a dinosaur wearing Go Go Boots, I tried!

Back Seat GPS

Jack's Jem:

Ok, I am back after a long hiatus from sharing Jack's musings on life with the world, and I am sorry for that.  Jack has never let up, but unfortunately some of his wit is lost to time and my old brain.  I will endeavor to recapture some of the moments that were lost and keep everyone up-to-date on his new proclamations.  Here is a good one from this weekend to get things rolling again.

On Valentine's Day, Jack and our little family headed out on a little road trip.  Jack is not a particular fan of road trips unless the DVD players are involved.  He is however fascinated with the in dash navigation system in our car. He is so fascinated in fact that for a good portion of the time he points out what is on the screen.  Most of the time this little activity tends to push the Mom and me to the near braking point, however this little drive was so relaxed that we were tolerating this little extra informational overload like we he had never done it before.

After a little while of repeating everything GPS related, Jack some how became distracted by something and stopped.  The Mom and me suddenly found ourselves in complete silence, how glorious!  I should have realized that Jack was just warming up for something.

This beautiful silence was finally broken after about 20 minutes with the following statement from the backseat GPS.

 " In two miles we will be turning right onto Division Street.", then a short pause followed by, "I really hope we don't have to do any division problems when we drive down Division Street."

Can you imagine if passing your driving test from now on included doing division problems while you drive down Division Street and God forbid there is ever a Non-Linear Equation Street.

Enjoy
The Dad

Watch out if your in Pennsylvania

Jack's Jem:

  I know it has been a while since I shared a Jem and I am sorry about that.  I will start back up with a doozy.  

  Well Jack and I were wrestling around last week and Jack was getting a little frustrated that he couldn't defeat me.  Jack was standing a few feet away from me contemplating his next move, when all of the sudden he stopped moving and stared right into my eyes and gave me the following ultimatum:

  "Dad you had better watch out or I will give you a Pennsylvania Traffic Stop!"

image courtesy of GPD News (www.gpd.com)

  Not being familiar with that wrestling move or law enforcement technique I asked Jack to please explain.  Here is what I got:

" Well it is when I sit on your head and go through your wallet!"

  I am not real sure what happen for a few minutes due to my hysterical laughing.  When I finally stopped laughing, I asked Jack where he had gotten that from, I received an attempted pants-ing as a response.

  I hope the Pennsylvania state patrol doesn't read Jack's Jems because getting a ticket could be the least of your worries in the future.

An entire family history in 8 seconds or less.

Jack's Jem:

While running some errands the other day with Jack and his brother and sister, we began discussing the origins of our Scottish last name.  Jack sat quietly in the back seat not seeming to be interested in the conversation.  Well, the conversation continued between the older siblings and I for some time and include a deep discuss of the history of the troubles between Scotland and England.  

It was during this part of the conversation that from the back seat Jack asks if we are talking about our ancestors.  I told him yes and the conversation continued.  A few moments later Jack says with some amount of enthusiasm that he could name all his ancestors.  

I had a feeling that this was going to be good so I told him to go for it. Here is was I got:

Caveman Jack, 

Egyptian Jack, 

Pirate Jack, 

Cowboy Jack, 

Knight Jack,

and

Just Ordinary Jack!

 This list took only about 8 seconds to deliver and I think he pretty much covered the entire family history.  I don't know about Caveman Jack or Egyptian Jack, but I would really like to go back in time and meet the Pirate, Cowboy and Knight Jacks respectively.

Enjoy
The Dad

Thanks for clearing that up.

Jacks Jem:

  This morning I was checking out Facebook and enjoying a cup of coffee when I noticed someone had posted one of those silly quizzes were you see what kind of something you are.  You know the kind, where you answer 5 or so silly questions and it tells you what kind of animal, action hero, or car you are.  Normally, I just scroll on past these without much thought, but today's quiz caught my eye because it was going to tell me what kind of weapon I was.  How could I not check this one out.  So I took the quiz and was told I was an explosive which both The Mom, and Jack found funny.  After our laugh the Mom took the quiz and low and behold she was also an explosive.  For those of you out there who know her that was really not much of a surprise,

  LOVE YOU, HONEY!!!

  Well Jack decided he wanted to take the quiz too.  I want to share, that it was at this point that he surprised me with his knowledge of the world.  One of the questions asked what kind of job he would be interested in, the list included; lawyer, parent, mailman, architect, and librarian.  Jack paused for a moment then said architect. I was surprised by his answer and figured he didn't know what that was, so I asked him what an architect was.  He gave me a sweet innocent little look and then explained to me that an architect is a person who design buildings.  The way he answered made me  feel a little silly for even asking. I guess they are doing career counselling in the 3rd grade now because I never told him what an architect was.  

   Ok, back to the original story. Jack finished answering the questions and again another member of the family was informed that they were explosives.  We had another chuckle and Jack finished breakfast and started for the kitchen with his dishes.  As he was about to leave the dinning room he stopped and said:

  "Dad, maybe we are all explosives because we are full of gas."  

  Proclamation made he quickly went on about his morning routine.  I am sure glad he cleared up that up for us.  Now I am left wondering whether I should laugh or be offended.

Enjoy

The Dad