Eli 8.8The house was in absolute disarray this week with painters here for three days, and all our stuff was pushed into the center of the rooms being painted. This meant no t.v. in the living room.
We only have two other t.v.'s in the house. One is in my study (Pioneer Kuro FTW). The other is an old 25" tube television upstairs that only has a basic cable connection.
I can't remember the last time anyone used that t.v. upstairs. It's been a long, long time. Eli 8.8 wandered up there yesterday, though, and after about ten minutes, he came downstairs and announced "I'm DOOMED to watch PBS all week!"
Eli, the master of invention, has also created a new look for himself. He will occasionally hang out downstairs in his underwear, particularly if he's coming down after taking his nightly shower. Tonight, he tucked in parts of his underwear and yelled "SUMO!"
When we looked up, he did indeed look just like a sumo wrestler, complete with prominently visible butt cheeks.
He grimaced and stomped around, and we both burst out laughing.
Maybe it's the paint fumes.