Baby Gladiators

Here I am, in the frozen north...which is not so frozen after all. I was surprised and a little disappointed to find that there was no snow on the ground when I landed in Detroit. I was all geared up for blizzards and nor'easters and it was fifty degrees the other day!

I'm up here visiting Keith, Liane, Ethan and Drew until next Thursday. Hurray! It's been about six months since I've seen them...

Well, I have been making up for lost time, playing with Ethan, and holding Drew. Ethan continues to amaze me with his intelligence and charm. He is really good at playing the Teletubby Memory Game, and putting puzzles together. Superheroes abound in this house, although most of them are invisible. They are in his food and in his drink and in everyday objects around the house that bear no resemblance to anything super or heroic. For instance- the chicken he was eating for dinner was "The Hulk" and the couscous was "Batman."

Last evening as we were relaxing in the living room, he remarked that he would like to have another baby boy in the house. Oh, how cute, I thought. When Liane asked why, he said that he would like to see Drew and the other baby fight each other. I couldn't help but laugh- envisioning this little pit with the babies in it, circling each other as gladiators or roosters with Ethan watching above, egging them on. Children's minds work in mysterious ways. You think you know what they're thinking and lo, they surprise your socks off.