Sunday, March 13, 2011
My daughter told me that her step-son, Nolan, went to the park with his dad and said, "Dad, I don't want to take Tai Kwan Do, I want to go to the Jedi School." His father told him that unfortuantely there was no such school.
"Okay then, let's make our own Jedi school here in the park," Nolan said. So his dad, Ken, and Nolan did balancing exercises and tried to move things with their arms outstretched for about an hour. He has no idea what people thought they were doing. Nolan is sure he is Jedi material and that eventually he will be able to do what Luke Skywalker does.
Later, his sister said to him, "You don't have powers, Nolan."
"Yes I do, but they are secret and inner. You can't see them."
One time Sandy and Ken took the kids to Vancouver during the Olympics. There was a Zip-line ride downtown. Nolan begged to go, "I've wanted to go on a zip-line since I was an eyeball!" Sandy asked what he meant. He said, "You know, when I was in Mommy's tummy and was an eyeball."
Last night, Nolan was at hockey practice. They made him goalie for the first time. Sandy said she looked over at him and he was pretending his hockey stick was a guitar and was singing a song. Later the hockey stick morphed into a microphone. She said he let four goals through to the net.
I love Nolan. He is the greatest kid, and so funny. He is always laughing and on the move. I think his personality is too big for sports; he is in a wonderful dream world where he conquors worlds and becomes a rock star. I hope he doesn't wake up for a long, long time.