This week, he was at the kitchen table doing homework and coloring a poster and I had a look into his pencil box, which has been a bone of contention at times, but I don't usually see it. Dare I see his locker at school :) One if his habits is sharpening his pencils and just leaving all the shavings right in the box. Needless to say, everything in it has turned black and is covered with charcoal pencil dirt, which is one reason he often hops in the van at the end of the day with black hands and charcoal marks on his face. I could just kiss him :) I asked him if his teacher ever said anything, well apparently this week she took a glance his way and said, "Oh my what have we here?" Then I learned that his best friend calls it Pandora's box, and that quite a few neighboring classmates borrow his pencils and also sharpen their pencils in there. It's always a mystery what will fall out of Pandora's box (I forgot to take a photo). It was replaced this week with new felts and pencil crayons. The pencil sharpener has been confiscated.
It's part of his charm, it just so makes Jacob who he is. This week, a surprising morning event occurred, Jacob got up, went on the treadmill, jumped in the shower and combed his hair! Wonders never cease!
Oh I love that boy! Just keepin' it real.