Renaissance Man

Paul reinvents himself every day. One day he's Pauly Crocket wearing his coon skin cap, carrying his musket and climbing the tree in the back yard so as to get a better view of the enemy.

The next he's an "underwater spaceman," whose get up includes the ever-evolving jet pack (which now has 6+ yogurt containers for rocket boosters). Dad's gas mask, leftover tubing and duct tape complete the look. Paul rides his razor when he's wearing this ensemble to give the boosters a little extra power.

Then there is my personal favorite--the newspaper boy. Paul buckles on his helmet, fills a grocery sack with rolled up newspapers and gets on his bike. He then practices pulling the newspapers from the sack and throwing them on the driveway, all while operating his bicycle with one hand. It's so cute.

Remember when you were a kid and an adult would ask, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" And you'd say something like, "I want to be a veterinarian and an astronaut and a cake decorator." And then you got older and life took over and you had to think of practical things like paying the bills. My little boy, thankfully, has not gotten that old yet.