Jacob, Jacob, Jacob

I feel like I could write a few pages a day just about Jacob, and all the funny things that he does. Here are just a few from yesterday and today. Yesterday I walked in the bedroom and he was holding something in his hand petting it. As I moved closer I noticed it was our real, live goldfish. I think this poor fish had endured a few of these treatments because his skin was peeling off. Poor fishy. Well it was a learning experience for Jacob when we sent our fishy to his watery grave a few hour later. That goldfish was four years old. We just have one left from our original 6. I won't be too disappointed when the last one bites the dust, but I don't want to torture them either.
For the last few months Jacob has always told me I look pretty, or beautiful after I have gotten ready for the day. I always thought it was so cute that a little boy totally caught up in his own little robot, fighter, power-ranger, spider-man world would even notice what I was wearing, or what I looked like. Well the last 2 days he has gotten a little more specific in what he wants me to look like. Yesterday right after I exercised and hadn't showered or anything he said he wanted my eyelashes more up, and my hair down, and then I would be pretty. This morning I threw my hair in a ponytail, and he told me he wanted it down. It always starts our cute right. Lastly and most pleasant of all he told me he wanted me to be a little more straight. Referring to my stomach!!! At 4 years old he has already decided what he likes in a girl. Gotta love em!