Happy Birthday Lucas!

My son Lucas is now 3 years old! He is such a wonderful young boy. He loves to read books or rather look at the pictures because he can't read yet, obviously. He can talk very well, however. He is not without words. He will talk even if he doesn't have anything to say, mixing words and making miscellaneous comments.

He is also very sensitive. He is easily frustrated when he is trying to make something work, like putting together some track for his train set and it won't go together. He will reach a point of complete exasperation and give up with a display of temper and crying.

He is always being distracted and day dreaming. He will sit at the kitchen table eating, well not really eating, because he is playing with his fork, staring into space or doing something weird to get you to look at him. It seems to be too much of an effort. Making his fork a plane or an alligator is far more interesting to him.

But as he grows older and I see all these "interesting" traits I realize I am staring at myself when I was three. No, in fact I am staring at myself right now! He is like a mirror image. It scares me! I was not the easiest child to raise. I day dream. I am thick headed and always questioning everything. I am sensitive to what people think and get very hot tempered whenever I can't get something to work. Cars and houses are my biggest exasperations.

But, even though he has been "blessed" with my genetic temperament, I am extremely proud of my son. He is growing up with a very intelligent mind and he is teachable and obedient. I love him so much!

Napping At Work

Well...Well, It seems that one of my co-workers has taken up napping at work. There is a closet next to my cube that houses phone lines and computer lines. My fellow employee goes in there and takes naps. He stays up to 2 and 3am in the morning and then can't function. I am not sure what to do. I guess I will just observe the situation and see how this progresses. It should be very interesting.
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Things are getting interesting. One of the other co-workers caught the napper in the act. He made a stink and now my fellow cube buddy is gonna get a talking to by his manager.

Tadpoles--Our New Pets!

My wife decided after a thunderstorm had filled our ditch up with water that she wanted to save some tadpoles from their inevitable demise when the ditch would dry up in a few days.

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Glow Sticks

I was at Wal-Mart the other day getting some car supplies and I passed through the toy section. I sometimes try to find cheap toys that I can take home to my children to let them know I am thinking about them.

I saw glow sticks for 88 cents. I bought several of them. They came in various colors. Three nights this week I gave Luke, my 3 year old, a glow stick when he went to bed. He loved it. When you reminise of when you were a child, there are events that stand out in your memory that make you smile. Usually they are simple things: your dad let you stay up late and watch two movies, shooting off a water rocket in the backyard or receiving your first knife because your parents wanted to tell you how responsible they thought you had become. These are some of my memories.

I want Luke to have some of those memories too. Plus, I am a kid myself. Deep down inside I love glow sticks. They are so cool!