Zerbert

Jackson is learning to make all sorts of new sounds. It started a couple of weeks ago with the tongue click, which is now one of his favorite sounds to mimic. We have entire conversations just by clicking our tongues.

Shortly after that came the ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh that is the result of tapping your hand over your mouth as you say ahhhh. Although, in Jackson's case he prefers to use my shoulder as his tapping device.

His latest discovery is what Drew tactfully calls "fart noises". When I was a kid we called them zerberts. Whether it be on the back of his hand, arm or sofa cushion Jackson has mastered the zerbert.

Which brings me to this morning.

Both of the boys have this terrible habit of waking up extra early on weekends and holidays. During the week I can barely pry them out of bed. But do they extend me that courtesy on a holiday morning? Oh no. By 6:15 am Drew was getting in the shower and Jack was standing in his crib hollering. I was far from ready to get out of bed, so I broke my own rule and allowed Jackson to crawl into bed with me while Drew showered.

It was then, in my grogginess, that I was treated to a perfectly executed, slobbery, wet zerbert right on my cheek.

I giggled. Jack giggled. And it was time to start our day.