Fall Down Face First

The other night, Felix and Cosmo were jumping from the ottoman to the couch. Needless to say, Cosmo couldn't jump quite as far as Felix. But they both enjoyed his crashes.

Felix: Cosmo, climb up, jump, and fall down face first.

*****

Felix lost his mittens. ("It's a mystery," quoth he.) I interrogated him.

Keir: Did you wear your mittens when you played outside on the playground?

Felix: Yes.

K: And did you still have them on when you came inside?

F: Yes.

K: What did you do after you took them off?

F: I lost them.

*****

After school, Felix was demonstrating how he could run 3000 miles per hour when he got a little carried away.

Keir: Felix, don't run toward the street. If you trip and fall into the street, those cars can't stop in time and they will hit you.

Felix: Daddy, what happens if those cars can't stop in time? Will they break me?

K: You would be hurt very badly. You would have to go to the hospital, and I would be so sad. I would cry.

F: (disbelieving) Daddy, adults don't cry!

K: Yes, they do, Felix.

F: No, you don't cry.

K: Well, not very much, but when something makes me really sad, I cry.

F: No you don't. Adults get upset, and that is when they do not cry.

Hey, driver, easy on the gas!

Felix, standing on a crowded bus in the morning rush hour.

F: My pants are falling down because this bus is going too fast.

*****

A tender moment.

F: Daddy, I just love you. I will keep you safe so you don't get hit by a car or fall down concrete stairs and get stitches on your lip.

*****

A less tender moment.

K: Felix, you need to calm down and be nice to Cosmo. And to Cooper, and to me and to everybody. That shouldn't be hard, because I know you are a nice guy.
F: (intently) I am the guy who will decide what do to.

This morning

Felix, remembering waking up in the middle of the night, hearing a strange sound from upstairs:
All the parts of my skeleton started to burn because I was so, so, so, so scared of that noise.

After Felix got dressed:
Mommy, lets get on with talking about smoke alarms and how they work.

Move over, Frank Lloyd Wright

Felix: When I wake up in the middle of the night and when I wake up in the morning orange is my favorite color. Yes, orange is always my favorite color.

Felix: When I am an architect maybe I will learn how cars and trucks and snowplows work. 83 is how old architects are.

Here is a picture of Felix's "old-fashioned, modern-fashioned TV radio tower"

New Year's Day

Persistence Rewarded

Overjoyed because, for the second time in a row, his examination of the candy-machine hopper paid off:

F: Daddy, my wish became true because I was the one who wanted to eat a Skittle from the dry cleaner.