The other night, I got out a cookbook and made a recipe that we used to love (before Jake – in the days when I actually got out cookbooks on a regular basis). It was from the Weight Watchers cookbook and when we sat down to eat, Jake looks at his plate and says:

“Great, now I’m going to lose weight”.

That’s what Jake told me a few weeks ago when I was asking him to please practice the piano.   I told him that I thought he meant “practice makes perfect”.  Instead he responded, “Nobody’s perfect, Mom.  Only Jesus”. 

Lloyd told me that one needed to be written down.  And now it is…the continuing saga of what I’m now going to call “Life According to Jake”.