A Curious Buster

This youngest son of mine is funny. For instance, he always has a plan when he gets home from school. There is always something to make, a book to write, a contraption to engineer. Homework to do? Well, only if pressure is supplied. Why reluctant on the homework? He’s too busy doing other stuff.

Youngest children are so often affected by what the older siblings are into at the time. Since he has a very, vewwy intewesting older brother, J, he gets to be exposed to different things than I think a typically developing 14 year old would show him. For instance, right now, older brother, J, is enamored with the old “Rudolph” movie. You know, the one that used to come on TV every year. So, he watches it on YouTube now and E frequently watches, too.

E watches.

E thinks.

E then comes out with statements like this:

E: I think that it’s so weird that Santa named one of his reindeer, Vomit.
Me: What? No, I don’t think one is named Vomit.
E: Yes!! It’s the one after Cupid.
Me: Uhhhh.

Jon joins the conversation then (playing along): Oh, yeah, buddy, I’d forgotten all about the one named Vomit. Wonder how he got that name?

E: Probably ate too much junk.

Jon: You’re right. I bet that’s it.

E then returns to the kitchen and announces that he wants to listen to the Rolling Stones’ Street Fighting Man and asks me to put it on.

Buster likes his rock and roll.

What a good idea. Let’s all have a listen.

I hope that y’all had a good Wednesday!