Jacksen the Terrible

I'm not sure where our sweet, innocent little Jacksen has gone....If you see him, will you please bring him back? In his place, we now have a demanding, ornery, but still cute little Jacksen.

In the last few weeks, Jacksen Marc (as he likes to be called) has morphed into an almost 3-year-old little turkey (just in time for Thanksgiving!). He insists on only wearing Wrangler jeans and boots,

is climbing on the counter and sneaking cookies out of the cupboard, and sneaks out of bed over and over until he is advised a swat on the bottom is in his near future if he gets out of bed again.

Mr. Jacksen insists on getting himself dressed...and picking out his clothes. AND, any offer of assistance is met with a severe reprimand from the little stinker - it has to be HIS idea...or else! The thing is, he often gets his shirts on backwards...

The worst thing about our little imposter....well, he has taken to screeching "I hate you!" when he doesn't get his way. I have no idea what to do about that except ignore it or put him in his room and make him apologize. I know he doesn't mean it, but it sure makes me sad. Let's just say that being our littlest and being so cute are his saving graces these days!