Yes! I have always wondered how to introduce the second law of thermodynamics to my grandson. And here’s how:

“Humpty Dumpty has been used to demonstrate the second law of thermodynamics.

The law describes a process known as entropy, a measure of the number of specific ways in which a system may be arranged, often taken to be a measure of “disorder”. The higher the entropy, the higher the disorder.

After his fall, and subsequent shattering, the inability to put him together again is representative of this principle, as it would be highly unlikely, though not impossible, to return him to his earlier state of lower entropy, as the entropy of an isolated system never decreases.”

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Humpty_Dumpty#In_science

Sometimes, on our walks, the grandboy and I play the “Monsters Are Coming” game.

It’s not what you may think.

We chase the monsters.

I listened to a song today from one of my fav music groups, The Gregory Brothers.

Then I heard my grandson singing as he played with his cars.

And then I saw and heard this video of a woman hearing sound for the first time in her life.

I’m going to backtrack and re-listen to the first two again, but with a different perspective. http://youtu.be/S7LcNUxcQ8Y

I have a picture of a futuristic gladiator hanging by the back entryway.

The grandson was nervous about it. I assured him by saying it was a guard to stop bad guys from coming in the door.

So he repeats it back to me, and in his little kid accent it sounds like he’s saying, “God will save me” when he points to this.

I have to let his momma know what he’s really saying before he freaks her out one of these days and they are sitting at home, alone…

I’ll have to stop referring to the grandboy as a toddler.

He doesn’t toddle as much as “lunge forward at full speed” nowadays.

To you and me, these look like apple slices.

To a 3.5 yr old boy these are racing snails.

Racing snails that scream when you chew them…

The grandboy holds my hand while I use the vacuum cleaner so I won’t be scared

Showing the littleun how to early vote in the primaries

When grandpa teaches colors:

“Which one is the blue one? C’mon you know this; someday your life may depend on it”

A rabbit?

A ribbon?

A robot?

A ribbet?

A rivet?

A reuben?

A robin?

A webbing?

A wedding?

Still not sure what the grandboy is saying

It is 12:47 pm sunday afternoon and my grandson’s toy truck is broken on the kitchen counter.

I note this because at around 10:45 this morning i put the broken toy on the counter and turned around to get some super-glue.

Suddenly it’s two hours later and the guest bathroom is scrubbed, all the tile floor is swept & mopped, area rugs vacuumed, laundry half-done and dishes loaded & dishwasher running.

It all started because when i turned to get the super-glue i noticed that i needed to clear a spot on the kitchen table to make room for the super-glue mini-project. In doing that i noticed the floor needed sweeping. That led to dishes, which led to…

And the toy is still not worked on.

I can see how college house parties can get out of hand very quickly

#onethingleadtoanother