Cicadas

Jack with a cicada on his armThe cicadas are here! We’re actually somewhat lucky in that our cul-de-sac was built in 1990, after the previous emergence of this particular group of cicadas so we don’t actually have any here. But all around us, in the parts of town not touched since the last emergence, they’re out in force. From here it sounds like flying saucers hovering or something out of a 50’s sci-fi B-movie. Jack and I are both thrilled. We think this is all great fun. This picture is Jack with a cicada on his arm. What you can’t see is his infectious giggle. I think we’ll both be sad when they’re gone in just a few weeks. Jack won’t see these guys again until his Junior year of college. I don’t even want to think about how old I will be…


Underwear

I wonder if they make Spiderman Underwear for adults. If they do, I actually want to try them out and see if they work. See, Ann took Jack to Target yesterday for new underwear and he picked out Spiderman, Batman, and Power Ranger underwear. He was so excited that he told everyone in the store, everyone in the restaurant we had dinner at afterwards, and then pulled down his pants no less than four times to show me.

If I can get even a tenth of the joy out of underwear that he does, I’ll be a very happy man. Why not try?