Kind to others

A couple of days ago when I was putting Jack to bed, he got up a couple of times.

First he went over to his monkey chair (this big stuffed chair as large as him), knelt in front of it, hugged it, and sang to it:

"Take me out to the ball game .... take me out... crowd ... buy me somepeanutscracKERjack..."

He came back, but got up again. He had to put a blanket over the monkey chair.

Finally he came back. Lay down. Looked up at me: "Want to snuggle."

And so we did.