i love the sausage, egg, and cheese mcgriddles from mcdonalds. now that i've picked the egg out of my keyboard, let me just say how proud i am of my son! he's only 2, but he's already got cuts, scrapes, bruises, and scars on his legs like a soccer player, can flip over the back of the couch quicker than jack bauer, loves to climb on the coffee table, and laughs hysterically when i trip him while he's running through the house. of course, his mom is proud for other reasons (he uses refrigerator magnet numbers and letters to count to ten, line up his abc's through k, and spell his name. enough of that, back to the good stuff).

shannon's sister baby sits him during the day, and also keeps two girls for another friend of hers. (this is the good part). jayden absolutely loves the girls. i droped him off this morning, and he wouldn't even acknowledge me once we got there. he ran up the stairs, smiled at shannon's sister, ran into the house right into the middle of where the girls were playing, as if to say "you can quit what you're doing now, i'm here. all eyes this way." i was lucky enough to get a wave by-by from him, which is not usual. but it was just a hand in motion, he wasn't paying any attention to me. it was all about the girls.

the funny thing is it reminded me of the beverly hillbillies episode where uncle jed tells jethro they are going to go find him a school to go to. ellie mae says "can i go too?" uncle jed says "no, i think ms jane's got plans to put you in some girls school."
jethro: "can i go too?"
uncle jed: "now jethro, i just said it was a girls school."
jethro: "i know uncle jed, that's why i want to go. i like girls."

oh well, as long as jayden doesn't start wearing a rope belt with his blue jeans...