it's amazing, the high-pitched squeals of amusement these kids can make. Sometimes it sounds more like excruciating pain but really they are wild with excitement over some joke that is totally incomprehensible to us adults.

Samadhi(Sam) my near five year old son, and his best bud Rowan(six) have these intricate, ever changing games. Right now it's all about recycling. The truck goes all over the house making pickups and dumpoffs. The game always has lots of permutations, the rules change constantly, rather like the dreaded Calvinball from Calvin and Hobbes(one of Sams favorite books-you wouldn't think at less than five years he'd understand it, but it really cracks him up, maybe just 'cause Calvin says cool stuff like "stupid garbagehead").

Another favorite game is "litterbox". In this one, they're kitties, and they assemble various containers-pots, baskets, etc. These are the litterboxes and there are all sorts of rules as to who uses the litterbox and what each one is for(pooping, peeing...) A lot of perching and "Rowan, I'm pooping" "Cool, Sam I'm peeing" "Not in that one! That's only for poops" goes on, I don't get it, but they seem quite transported with delight by this. I guess I'm getting pretty old, the days when words like poop and fart were just SOOO hilarious are long gone.

Sigh... Now I just laugh at my kid.