Joey, our younger boy, is delving into a craft project his mother found in one of those magazines I mentioned earlier. He's packing leftover baby rice cereal mash into old ice cube trays and baking them into bricks in the hot sun. He wants to build an outdoor adobe play hut for himself and his action figures to live in full time. The doctors say he's making progress. We have our fingers crossed.
Fatherhood is rewarding.
Or finding a banana that died of exposure behind the living-room sofa. Or the cordless telephone in the dog's water bowl. I could go on. They're right when they say it's getting to be a small world after all. As you can probably tell, I'm spending a lot of time with the kids.