My son the anarchist

Sadie rocks out.
Not sure where she learned that these are the poses you're supposed to make when you're holding an axe, but with those moves and that hair we could be looking at a hair-metal revival. For better or worse.

Soen came up to me yesterday and said, "Daddy, wouldn't it be cool if the world had no rules?" I'm thinking, cool! Now I can start reading him some Rudolph Rocker and Mikhail Bakunin. "Yeah Soen, we call that anarchy." But he didn't seem to have Libertarian Socialism in mind... "If we had no rules we could go to school and watch movies all day! And if I had a knife..." now, I wasn't quite sure where he was going with this... "I could do this." And he started swinging his imaginary knife around like an uncoordinated ninja. "Wouldn't that be cool? And I could eat ice cream and candy all the time!"

So, two things cracked me up about this. One was that he had obviously given this some thought. This wasn't an idea that just popped into his head. Wife told me she had had a similar conversation with him earlier. Previously this kind of long-term planning was mostly centered around getting toys. Now, he seemed to be taking a look at the bigger picture, which is progress.

The second part was the knife. The movies and ice cream... that's a no brainer. But I'm not quite sure where the knife fantasy came from. I do know this, however: I'll be sleeping with one eye open.

P.S. Oh, Soen scored two goals last week. He was very excited. Not as excited as his parents, though.