Boys will be boys...

This little boy.  He's such a... boy.  Sports and dirt and animals and bugs.  Swords and capes and speed and bikes and just.constant.moving.

He's so different from Madeline.  She's quiet.  She's a dancer, a reader, a thinker and an artist.

They're so different.  So perfectly, wonderfully different.

As soon as this boy gets home from school he's in the house (after racing down the driveway), backpack thrown in the front door, garage door opened, bike helmet on and he's moving.  Fast.  And he's moving until he goes to bed.

I love you Jack Attack.  Keep moving little boy.  As fast as you can.