January 11 2008

Tonight I came home from work and my near 2 year old son, Kal, was on fire, figuratively. We ran around the house and smashed toy cars into each other. We jumped on the bed and wrestled. He is definately getting to the stage of wanting to rough house. We pressed our foreheads together and growled, then attacked, we rolled and grabbed and pushed. We tangled and tighed. The highlight for me was first Kal pinning to the bed by laying on my face and the other was him pointing his finger at me and saying "I said no!" It sounded more like iseasstNO! but I got it and it made me laugh. We laugh all the time. Kal-el's natural state is that of happiness, which a pretty good place to be.