I think it's about time for a haircut.
Okay, that's better.
He gets more and more silver after each haircut, doesn't he? It's so hot out right now that he needed that buzzcut.
Sleeping on the leather seat of the air-conditioned car while we wait for my mom to come back in from the grocery store is comfortable, sure, but this is what Jack truly loves. His favorite spot is fast asleep on my mom's shoulder while she drives.
Sometimes I worry that Jack confuses himself with famous movie and TV characters. See, he could be heroic and good-looking like the Jack from Titanic or Lost. And sometimes he is, but quite often, I think he confuses himself with the Jack from Pirates of the Caribbean. Not the handsome pirate, but the monkey who frequently perches on shoulders.
That's my Jack.