Bigger and Bigger

Tonight during dinner, when Jett was jumping around the living room and most certainly not eating dinner, he stepped up on to the case of a power drill (yes, I said the case of a power drill) and proclaimed that every day he is getting bigger and bigger, taller and taller, and some day he will be tall like me. I told him that some day he will be taller than me. He said, "yeah," and then he walked in to the kitchen and slowly turned around in circles, looking at everything he would some day be able to reach.

Then he put each of his feet on a plastic plate (yes, yes, there were plates on the floor) and slid himself across the room until he crashed into a chair and fell over in hysterics. It's great to be three.