My brother taught Jack a trick a while back. He turns to his wife, says "it's windy in here!" takes a deep breath, and then blows all over her face.
I am not the biggest fan of this little game.
So today, at Disney World, when Jack said "it's really windy out here" without as much as one leaf blowing on the trees around us, I knew what he had in mind.
"Don't you dare," I warned.
"But Cletus," he argued, taking a deep breath "it's just so windy out here!"
"If you blow on me, I'm going to punch you," I replied.
Jacked cocked his head to the side and stared at me quizzically.
"You can't punch the wind, Mandy," he replied.