Funny kid.

For one of the many meals during our Disneyland trip we hit Jack in the Box for breakfast. It was not a good breakfast. I felt sick myself. Luke and DeeDee downed (mind you this is at 8am) cheeseburgers, fried tacos, breakfast sandwich's and topped off with a Mountain Dew. Sweet little Colby had part of a breakfast sandwich. By the time we got out to the car he was curled up in a ball and said he did not feel good at all. He moaned for a while and proclaimed he would NEVER eat at Jack in the Box AGAIN! This is a journal entry from this last week at school. It still gives him convulsions to think of it.

"I hate black. A place is a noun. I like to paint. I hate the rain. I love to camp. I'm in first grade. I hate Jack in the Box. I wish I had a tail. I love the Utah Flash. I love a ..."

Nonsense sentences for the most part. They are just supposed to write what is in their head. The funny part is the hating Jack in the Box. He gets nauseous at the very talk of that place.

"...Home. I like to draw. The only thing I pretty much read is Diary of a Wimpy Kid. Just stop. Around went Blythe on her bike. Please stop before I kick you."

It is funny what is kicking around in his crazy head.