He’s a screamer. And it’s not even a manly scream. It’s the high and squeeky, glass-shattering type. Ah, it’s AWFUL!
He especially likes to scream in the car. Jax starts to cry and says over and over “No skeeming Mo, no skeeming Mo.” It’s so sad and pathetic and hilarious to hear him say it.
Do you feel bad for me? You should. You really should. My mom doesn’t even like to ride in the car with us anymore. Do you Mom? Gives her a headache. It gives us all one!