Today he was delving into Pringles (crisps, pictured right) and picking them out, inspecting them and returning them.
I took one and he commented that it was "broken". And no sooner had I said "Jack you cannot be looking for a perfect one" he found one and he said "Perfect".
John, Jack and I went for a hike on Sunday at Lock 5 and Jack looked ahead, saw the trail went up a step hill and he said "That is the largest hill I have ever seen".
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