Sorry for the blog break. Life has been beyond busy. We officially slowed down for the first time tonight and took little Jad to see Disney Pixar’s Up 3D. Once I got past the *gasp* $11 fee for a two year old (who refused to wear the glasses anyway), I really enjoyed the movie.

We were about halfway through the movie, and all of a sudden I hear a (as Jon would say) *rat-tat-tat-tat* coming from Jon and Jad. I immediately hit Jon, and he tells me it was Jad. Now, before I proceed, let me inform you that both of my boys can pack some heat, but this was loud and long and it just kept on going. I couldn’t imagine it coming from my little guy.

A bit later Jad switched seats to sit with me and of course, during the quietest (I’m talking, dead silence) part of the movie I, and the rest of the theater, hear about seven loud consecutive *rat-tat-tat’s*. The teens sitting at the end of our row start laughing and really don’t know what to think, and I’m looking to blame Jon, but all I can do is die laughing. And the more I laugh, the more Jad rips them.

I remember a time when it was my husband doing these things to make me laugh and see other’s reactions.  I asked Jad where he learned to do that and he said “Daddy”  I’m not sure Jon is even that good.  It has to be in the boys blood.