the candyman can

jack awakened tuesday morning around his usual time. but instead of calling "daddy," as he usually does ... or even, "mommy," he called out: "i want candy!" "iiiii waaaannnttt caannndyyyyyy!!!!"

daddy and mommy rolled over in bed and looked at one another. oh, it's going to be one of those mornings, huh??

daddy went to jack and informed him it was only 6:30 in the a-of-m and that candy was hardly appropriate. he instead suggested a sunrise repast of chee-chees and milk. jack's rejoinder?? "candyyy!!!!"

since when did we spawn a member of bow wow wow???

he didn't end up getting any candy that day ... but he did get some ice cream.

it was free ice cream day at mommy's work, so after his nap, roxana brought him up to the old peacock (which jack calls "washington, dc") and we shared an ice cream sandwich.

jack had also done this last thursday, when roxana dropped him off at the end of the day and the ice cream truck was there from 6:15 to 7:15p.

a co-worker of mine caught some shots of jack (in his pj's) in action around old washington, dc. those tv types ... always quick with a camera ....

c'mon mama ... ice cream - this way!

i'll take a cone!

that's the news and we ... are ... outta here!