Dear Konner;

So...you are still my sweet, little, adorable nugget who is so smart, considerate, caring, thoughtful, devilish yet loving.  But oh my boy...are you ever the most hilarious kid I've ever known.
Aside from your silly jokes, crazy faces and overly active, wall climbing demeanour...when you are trying to be serious, you are really something else.
There are just two recent examples;
The other day, over breakfast, you say; "Mom, I would like to discuss the concept of telepathy."  If you are looking up  at the date to figure out how old you were Konner...you were...8.  No explanation as to the reason I find hilarious to this.
Next...Today you were in the bathtub, you asked to get out and I asked you i you had washed.  you said; "NO?", so I said; "NO" right back to you.  About five minutes later you asked me he same thing...I still maintained my no.  And, what to my wondrous surprise was your retort...?

....."Don't ever say I never suffered from my occupation!"

Again....no explanation for the hilarity expected...right?


Thank you Konner, Eric, Mom, Shawn.....
for getting me back on track.

Chaz....
You are stuck as a reader....
Please respond, some way, somehow...
I'm patient....
NOT.
You know Grampa....
How it really is.
Now do it!