It's thirty o'clock! Whenever "reading" the time off his compass or asking something about the time he will always state it. He's usually serious, sometimes has a tone of panic and often follows up with something about 8 minutes.
In order for this story to make sense I have to take you back to October when while playing in leaves with Jackson my wedding band went flying off my finger and was temporarily lost. After a mini search party combed through the leaves for a while my brother-in-law Joey found it. Jackson was there helping and knew how upset mom was and then how happy mom was. Well, Jackson was out on an adventure with Grandpa, Great Grandma and Em. Great Grandma noticed her ring was not on her finger but she didn't know when it went missing. They searched all through the car and possible places. Jackson was very concerned saying "I'm so sorry you lost your ring." After searching came up empty Jackson suggested "we need Uncle Joey, he will find it."
On Thanksgiving Jackson was talking with my dad and Matt when he all of a sudden had to go to the bathroom. "I gotta go potty!" They looked toward the bathroom but someone was in there so my dad asked him, "can you hold it?" Jackson paused, wide eyed and a little puzzled, suddenly grabbed his crotch.
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