My Teenage 7-year-old

So, my teenage 7-year-old mosied on down stairs today at 10.  A.M. In the morning..  (Just to be sure you understand.)

Hair all swirled on top of his head as a result of the warm-up bath after the freezing swim at the Last Day of School Beach Party - in the 63 degree water.  You get the picture right?

You see, he was tired.  He was tired because he stayed up all hours of the night, until 9:30, building snap circuits, this sciency toy where you create electrical inventions.  And he loves it.  He has always deemed himself an inventor.  To us he is the hip hop scientist.  Or to his cousin, aunt, and uncle he is Crazy Cousin Chaz - or Triple C.

Well, it's about time to ride bikes in the church parking lot.  Happy First Day of Summer!