Overheard ...

No photo, just a cute story from the other day, when I was (on a rare occasion) sleeping in (supposedly) and listening to Jake wake up on his monitor.

First, lots of grunting and rasping ... then a few words that aren't. Then ...

"Water."

Silence.

"Water."

Silence.

"I want water."

More silence as he waits. Nobody comes. (Mom was getting ready for work and I'm too lazy ... plus, he wasn't crying. Don't feel sorry for him, he knows how this game is played.)

"I want water." Same tone. Not annoyed. Not overeager. Just observational.

More silence for a few seconds. Then, he decides to up the stakes.

"I want a taco."

Spoken like a true Austinite.