J-A-C-K

Entertaining himself (as I suspect most third children are skilled at doing), Jack rushed over to get me at my painting table this morning to show me that he had spelled his name on the floor with refridgerator magnets. I admit it. I had no idea. I was aware he knew "Jack starts with a 'J'." and "My name has an 'A' in it." But the kid can actually hunt out letters and put it all together! I love it...and I of course made him pose by his creation:

And then Betsy, not wanting to be left out, quickly spelled out her name and requested a picture:

And then Porter just looked smuggly at them and judged them for not yet wanting to take on Harry Potter in four days like her.