Jacob is back to his usual self now that he is 17. He never was very sweet. I don't know why he couldn't take a year off to be nice for a change.
He has a funny way of interacting with me. He likes to say things like, "Mom, you're whack" when he walks into the room. I answer, "I love you too!". He is a pretty good guy, just likes to get a response out of people.
For example, he likes to call his older brother, who is now a half inch shorter than he is, his big brother. He never called him that before he was taller.
I think next time he says I'm whack I'll show him my love by having him clean the bathroom!