Bob and his electric flying sausage link

My son's name is Logan. Logan is ALL BOY and he is one of a kind! I have been wanting to write about Logan for awhile, but it is very difficult for me. I think Logan is totally opposite of me, but my husband informed me one night that we have similar personalities. Interesting, but I disagree. Logan can make me laugh hysterically one minute and the next make me scream. In other words, he pushes my buttons like no other.

I describe Logan most of the time as a "stinker". It is a very accurate description of him. Not only does he act like a stinker, but he usually emits quite a stink most of the time. If you looked in his sweet face at his big blue eyes you would never imagine the words and attitude that are spoken from his mouth at times and the smells that come from his bottom. He has his teachers totally fooled. Every year after about a week or two of school when I visit with them they say to me, "Logan is so sweet". I laugh and say thank you.

Let me explain to you why he is a stinker. As most boys do, Logan is obsessed with passing gas, making jokes about poop, and talking about both subjects the majority of the time. Most of the time we try to ignore him, but on occasion because of his extremely humorous nature and entertaining way, he makes even us laugh. It is really embarrassing. He loves to entertain. If he has the attention of all of us at the dinner table, he is content. He is usually the last one to finish his meal because he is our dining entertainment.

Logan is a really cool kid. Cool as in confident. Cool as in "happening". That's pretty much the best description for him. I think everyone would agree. He dresses really cool, only the coolest clothes will do. He even had an eye for cool duds when he was four. Cool clothes were his favorite gift under the tree. The kid walks cool. A teacher at school tried to learn how to walk like him after lunch one day. All the kids try, too. You know, he walks with a strut of confidence.

Logan has no fear. He will try anything and if it hurts, he will try it again. This attitude comes across well playing sports. He loves baseball, football, and basketball. He played tackle football for the first time this year and his nickname was "Ironman". It fit nicely.

Underneath that tough, cool, smart exterior is a real softy. Sometimes it is hard to get to that inner shell. I very rarely ever get a hug and a kiss from him. But, he loves to snuggle-buggle. He loves me to tickle his back every night before he goes to sleep. The day he gives me a big hug and kiss and looks me in the eye and tells me he loves me(on his own)- everyone will know about it! Tears will be flowing. When our dog Kasey was very sick, he headed to the other room because he didn't want me to see him crying. Every once in awhile he lets that sweetness escape for us to see. We all know that Logan really loves us and we find the clues to that.

Logan has a creative mind. One night he told his brother and I a story he was writing. He went on and on for about twenty minutes until we made him stop. The story is about "Bob the Evil Hobo and His Electric Flying Sausage Link". And of course you have read "The Evil Toylet" from a previous post. I just noticed the evil theme going on here.

Logan is one of a kind! I have already started praying for his wife, but he insists he is NEVER getting married. We'll see!

He will for sure have one woman loving him no matter what for the rest of his life: His Mom!