Good Clean Geek Fun

About 1.5 minutes of "WTF?" Then. The rest is magical genius. I love L.A.

Dialog

[While watching Independence Day.]

[Yes, again. What of it?]

Iain: If I was in Independence Day, and the aliens came and shot up my Go-Jeep, I'd...that'd...be EXTRA bad.

Me: MmmHmm...

[Iain makes a fort under the covers and watches from there.]

Let me point out that this film is educational in nature. Iain can identify the White House, the Empire State Building, the Statue of Liberty, the Grand Canyon, and the Lincoln Monument thanks to Independence Day. He also knows about Marine One and Air Force One.

I'm planning to teach him key lines of dialog. Example: "I'm going to give it a virus. A computer virus." Ooooo...that'll show those pesky aliens.

Iain Takes the Camera - Part 2

First, there was this visit. Iain was wee. Check out his dimpled thighs.

Then there was this visit. Devin brought Iain foam swords and they spent a happy day chasing each other.

And then there was 2011.

These days, Iain can take his own picture of his biggest, silliest, and definitely strongest friend.

For days after Devin left, Iain demanded "Throw me at the ceiling!!" and we had to admit that we cannot.

OK, Not Bragging But...

"Take a picture of my head!!!" he demanded. Charles complied.

Cooking is fun. When Charles's oldest fried and his friend Lucia visited last month they reminded us of the old, good advice that when kids cook they're more likely to eat new foods. Iain helps me bake, but convincing him to try cookies don't take much work.

Other foods? Much, much more challenging. But their comments lingered in my noodle. So tonight Charles and I made pizza. We invited Iain to join us and he rolled out his very own pizza. I sprinkled on cheese and crisped it on our pizza stone. Eh, voila! Pizza for one.

Only he said, "No!" He underestimated his father. Charles said, "Oh, ok. Time for bed, then."

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

Iain took a bite. Then another. Eventually, with a few reminders, he finished about 50% of the pizza.

ARE YOU PAYING ATTENTION? HE ATE PIZZA. Granted, it was melted cheese on pizza - no tomato sauce, no pepperoni, no nothing - but still. That's a new food.

Attack of the Space Aliens

This guy's a space ranger, see? And he's after the aliens. The bad aliens. They broke things [I was watching Independence Day] and they need to be put in a Time Out.

Then we're going to have to re-build. Like, we need to rebuild the trees and the leaves and the cars and trucks and buildings. Bad aliens. I'll shoot them with my double flashlight. Grr.

Stinky

Hi. Mom's classroom smelled like feet. And not, like, recently-pedicured feet, either. Sooo...

I made her a clove pomander. It's a space ship. With a face. And doors and windows and landing gear. Other stuff, too. But mostly a face.

She made a couple of them, too. Hers are boring. Bore. Ing. Seriously. But they smell good, so I guess it's ok. She's doing the best she can. I know that.

-Iain