Brain keeps a rollin', all day long

I think I'm on that slippery slope between being exuberantly proud of my son and a little bit scared of what path his incipient geekhood is taking.

Exhibit A:

( The pencil is mightier than the scalpel...I hope. )

I walked into daycare today at pick-up time to find the Emperor intently copying figures out of a book; said book, mind you, was open to graphic photos of a dissected alligator's stomach/intestines (see picture with careful subtitles) and heart/lungs. I can only guess by his other notes that the rest of the book was similarly specific. Is this the start of a medical career or a creepy fascination with vivisection? Only time will tell. Of course, it does have a certain Far Side cartoony factor to it, too...

This was balanced out just a few minutes ago by his call upstairs, where he had spread his blankets out on the floor, perfectly smooth, to have a snuggle with me. He even dug out a floppy toy frog so I'd have my own animal to cuddle, and his plush triceratops stood ready to guard us from bad guys. You can't fight that kind of cuteness.

This weekend we'll be traveling to the 'burbs to visit my folks and then attend a family get-together on my dad's side. I can't wait to hear what my dad (the Special Ed teacher) thinks of his genius grandson. *grin*

Then it's one week until the Chicago Stargate Creation con and darsynia! It will be Legen -

WAIT FOR IT -

DARY.