A few weeks ago, our family joined Riverview Baptist Church. We love it there and are enjoying getting plugged in and serving. We've just recently started going on Wednesday nights, where Jackson attends TeamKid, Jacin helps teach recreation at TeamKid, and I hang out with the youth.
Tonight, several of the teenagers walked into the youth room and said, "Hey! There's this new little boy out there sassin' Mr. Todd! He's got his hands on his hips, and he's tellin Mr. Todd 'No!'"
With dread in my heart, I asked, "Does this new kid have a Mickey Mouse shirt on?"
They nodded their heads about the same time that one more teenager walked in smiling and said, "Yeah. It's Jackson."
"What is he doing?" I asked Bryson.
Bryson (Mr. Todd's son) related the whole episode unfolding outside: "Well, Dad was trying to get Jackson to go inside to class and he said he wasn't going. Dad said, 'Do I need to go get your Daddy?' and Jackson put his hands on his hips and said, 'Yeah! You just go get my Daddy!'"
Needless to say we had to have a conversation when we got home. Jacin told Jackson that Mr. Todd (or Todd-o as Jackson calls him) is in charge at church on TeamKid night. I just don't know where this kid got his bossiness!