There are fewer greater moments in life than when a son shows interest in…well…”manly” stuff. Maybe it’s a rite of passage to manhood in someway (yes, even if the boy is only 15 months old). Harper is all about 4-wheelers (boodin’ boodin’), dump trucks, bulldozers, firetrucks, cars, drums, guitars, music, and ladies (not necessarily in that order). I think each time he shows an interest in something new like that I grow another chest hair…so I’m at least up to 10 or so now. At the rate he’s going I’ll be a beast by the time he’s 3.

While my dad (Harper’s “Papaw”) and Gina were in town we went to the Georgia Aquarium and saw some minnows and seaweed…not much else there to look at. Okay, I kid…it was awesome. Harper threw out big words like…”ooh” and “fiss”. Yeah, when he says “fish” it comes out as “fiss”. Close enough to earn a stuffed animal in the gift shop…and a book…and a t-shirt.

Also, while mommy and I were getting ready, Harper was outside playing with “Papaw” and “GG” (that’s what Harper calls Gina). Little did I know that they were training Harper in the boyhood art of cricket catchin’. Now, anyone who knows Harper Cole knows he’s a stubborn, resilient, baby-in-training. I’ll just let the following video prove that!

CHASING CRICKETS from Tony Eubanks on Vimeo.

So yes…add “cricket catchin'” to the list. Oh look…another chest hair!