Points2Ponder

    "Sheriff Jett puts his Nano in Prison!"

                      Points2Ponder

                                                By Alan P. Scaglone

 

So… you know they won’t always be this young, this tenderhearted, this loving—boys do grow up and end up grunting and belching and …you know what else!

But right now, I am just loving my imaginative grandson Jett aka Jack.
I found out from his mom that a lot of people don’t understand his name is JETT and call him Jack—so, maybe that’s where the “Jack” name came from.
We spent an evening with JJ—a name I have always called him, and he said “My name not JJ, my name Jett!” he was 2 at the time.
Now he spells his name and points out numbers and tells you what station number Nick at Nite is on—I should know that, but I don’t.
But Jett does! 256—if you were wondering!

Points2Ponder  When did kids get so smart so soon? Remember when knowing your ABC’s to enter kindergarten was good? Today’s child is so advanced. Are they too smart?

My wife has explained to me that Jett sees me has his “oversized play buddy”—in his mind, I am just another kid he likes to play cars and build things with.
She said he loves that I do whatever he wants to do—Jett calls the shots when Nano is visiting.
Hmmm? Maybe that’s different…
I know some grandfathers who spend most of their time in another room when their grandkids come over—not me—front and center—and he is leading the way.
It was never more evident than when we were eating dinner—which apparently Jett did NOT like—so he only ate a few bites.
He looked at me and told his Dad “I’m finished eating—Come on, Nano—let’s play!”
And off we went.
We played with his cars; we played with his planes; we went into the garage so he could cover me with something called “Silly String”—he loved doing it—and it comes off! Whew!
See that picture?
That’s Nano in prison for hiding Fido—the dog and apparently, Buzz LightYear turned me in!
I know, right? The imagination on this kid—that got me in the Klink!
Funny—when I came up with the idea of building a “TENT”, he loved the idea; but once it was built, Sheriff JJ decided it was a prison, and I was his prisoner.
He made me “walk the plank” so to speak, by ordering me to crawl into the “prison” on all fours.
He was holding the “door”, the “evidence” and the “witness” while escorting me to jail!
It was hilarious!
He allowed me opportunity to earn my freedom—he decided that we would swap out being in prison while the other went and hid with Fido, until the other found them!
Now logically, there were only about 4 places to hide—but, with his imagination—he was surprised every time I found him!
And I acted surprised every time he went back to the same place to hide.
Gotta love this kid!
He then took my Galaxy Note II—love my phone—and showed me how to get past new levels on Angry Birds!
And then we did some boy stuff—I have this app—and it makes certain “boyz think that’s funny” noises—and we spent 30 minutes “pretending to pass gas” while selecting a new sound and giggling like 4 year olds—which…one of us is!
My wife passed by at one point, carrying our 4 month old granddaughter Cali, and she just shook her head and said “boys!”
At the end of the night, this “Techno Savvy Brainiac” turned into a 4 year old boy as he crawled up into his Nano’s arms and fell asleep!
I know… soon enough, he will be “too old” for that—but tonight—Jett or Jack-- was just old enough!

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