Day 234: Jellyfish

A few nights ago, Mike and Jana and company invited me to eat out at the local Sizzler with them. Together, we enjoyed a pleasant evening and good food . . .

. . . except for one of these kids - who was not like the others. Jackson, at one point, lay down on the floor and said that he was a "jellyfish," refusing to eat another bite.

There's never a dull moment with my nieces and nephews around. I wouldn't be surprised if another generation of improvisers is currently being trained for bigger and better things.