Jackson is on the verge of reading. We can’t have a conversation with him without him asking how to spell at least four words in each sentence. He then proceeds to write the words in the air. Most of the time it’s cute, and we are so happy he’s interested, but every once in awhile he gets mad or frustrated with us and the writing in the air takes on a little edge. It’s these times that I know whatever words he’s trying desperately to spell, are words directed at us, and chances are, we are better off not knowing.