Search And Seizure

I write this post, the third post in a row about the tales of Adam with the fear that this may be turning into a blog only about him or that readers may forget that, yes, I do have another child. But as much as I sometimes try, the antics of Adam simply cannot be ignored.

Yesterday we celebrated Adam's 6th birthday at the park with friends and family. It was a Star Wars birthday celebration complete with inflatable light saber party favors and a Darth Vader cake featuring a Darth Vader mask surrounded by red

sparkly "force". Adam received several fantastic gifts including Lego sets and a bone digging paleontology project. But his favorite gift was the Darth Maul Lego character that Jamie gave him. It's just a little guy built out of Lego's, but fits into his Lego Star Wars ships and planes and comes with his trademark double light saber. The last of which should not be taken lightly should you happen to stop by that galaxy far, far away - or Adam's bedroom. A double light saber is serious business.

It was the fascination of this double light saber that persuaded Adam to secretly take Darth Maul to school on a very non-Friday, non-toy-bringing day. It was also the item that caught the attention of his teacher, Miss Camille and led to the eventual discovery of Darth Maul himself. I'm not sure how the actual conversation between Adam and his teacher went down, but when Damonn arrived this afternoon, Darth Maul was safely secured in a Ziploc baggy, double light saber in hand. Miss Camille dangled him from her fingertips within his plastic lair as she explained the reason that the evil sith was secure behind germ proof plastic. Apparently, in an effort to avert parental detection Darth Maul had made the trip to school as a stowaway in Adam's underwear.

Damonn told this story over dinner tonight and I tried my best to keep a straight face. I really did. For at least 30 seconds I hid my face behind my napkin as my eyes watered and my mind whirled with unanswered questions. And then I lost it. The thought of a small plastic Lego character riding safely between Adam's buns all the way to school is just more than a parent can take with straight face.

Thank you, Thank you, I'll Be Here All Week!

You know those cartoons where the Sylvester the Cat sits down on something hot but doesn't realize it until after he smells his tail burning? That's kinda what I felt like as Adam snuck up on me with his first ever joke. Really, I should have seen this coming, but considering I was explaining a Knock Knock joke earlier this week, it really came out of the blue. And speaking of blue, I present to you Adam's maiden voyage into rehearsed comedy:

Hey Mom, what's your name?

Tiffany.

What color is the sky?

Blue.

What's the opposite of down?

Up.

Tiffany blew up! Hahahahahahah!!!

And because every good comedian knows when to keep it clean and when to go blue (no pun intended), he waited to whisper the "other way to say the joke" in my ear. (whispering) You take out the part about the sky and ask them what's the opposite of open. Shut! Tiffany shut up! Hehehehehhe!

The sinister giggle that followed was as priceless as the joke.