The ages of over confidence and freedom-from-embarrassment continue to collide. One moment he's dancing in the Olive Garden, the next he's hugging every little girl on the playground; they're hugging back so I guess it's working (better than school where physical contact is forbidden; and we wonder kids end up anti-social or afraid of affection when we don't let them touch anything or anyone?)
He looks at me and asks what the mark is on my face... it was a pimple or an ingrown hair or something. Nick says, "Could be from a sea lamprey?" Not entirely impossible, but highly unlikely, and certainly an unexpected response. With the television constantly running River Monsters, Gator Boys, and Mythbusters, that's what's on his mind. He made a birthday card for Mason, and when his mama asked him to add details, he drew a limp human body in its jaws and blood everywhere. Nice card from a 6-year-old to a 4-year-old. "It was an attack," he says. Even the assignment from school turned into a book about sharks.
Brandi went to his school and did a presentation on dental hygiene for all the kindergarten classes. The kids loved it, and her hand-drawn artwork for the story was impressive.
- Jason
