Man things

Already, there's been a definite shift in the testosterone level at the Kwon house, now that 75% of the inhabitants are male. The four of us managed to all leave the house together today for our first family outing. We went to the mall for burgers and some time at the playground for Jonathan. Chris carried Alex in the Baby Bjorn. We still haven't entirely figured out the Maya Wrap, and in any case, I think Chris finds the straps and buckles on the navy blue Bjorn a bit more manly.

Afterwards, everyone settled down for naps, and then we all convened in the living room about fifteen minutes before the start of the Maryland-Clemson game. Alex sent forth a number of burps from his bouncy seat in the dining room - he went through five outfits today. Jonathan marshalled an impressive collection of cars and trucks on the coffee table. Chris picked up the remote ("Daddy's mote") and clicked through for a little pre-game warmup.

Jonathan's been starting to get the hang of televised sports. He will generally shout "football" or "basketball" and be correct about 80% of the time. He knows to bump fists with Daddy and say "Go Terps!" when prompted. This time, however, Chris happened on a NASCAR race, and Jonathan rapidly proved that there is something inherent on that Y chromosome that lies dormant, awaiting activation.

He instantly lit up and said "Cars! Race cars!" The camera angle shifted to a wide view, showing the whole field. He said "Tiny cars! Round and round!" There was another shift and we were now looking through a camera mounted on the hood of one car as it jockeyed for position. Jonathan looked over at us and asked "Crash?"

There you have it, the essence of NASCAR, grasped by a two year old in under fifteen seconds. Alex gave us another burp, Chris opened a beer, and I realized I'll be living in a fraternity house for the next eighteen years. Send something pink and frilly, please.