I think Noah is smart. But I think Noah is smart the same way every parent thinks their kid is smart.

“My son looks at me when I call his name. He’s a genius.”
“He’s seven.”

But Noah does do some awesome stuff. Maybe it’s more cute than intelligent, but now, when you put pants on him, he’ll hold up his foot to help you get it in the pant leg. This goes for socks and shoes too. Not only adorable, but highly convenient. Which is nice, cause convenient actions and kids are a rare combination. Very rare.

But then, yesterday, he did something that struck me as a little less intelligent. As I was leaving for work, and Noah followed me out into the garage, he noticed the box for his drum set. He bangs away on his drum set all the time (seen climbing it in this video), so I was surprised to see him that excited about the box for it. Then he found a drumstick…

and proceeds to beat on it, like it’s the real thing.

So this means one of three things in my mind.
1) Noah thinks he now has two drum sets, and this one just sounds “boxier”.
2) Noah has little-to-no depth perception
3) Noah is actually intelligent and was doing a “Hey, heh, look! Heh, heh. I’m playing the drums!” joke.

Here’s hoping it’s the third one.

Note: Please forgive the quality of the cell phone picture.

Yesterday it was made official. Every branch of the Anthony Ambrose Bullard Sr family tree has a blog.

I’ve had tonybullard.com for a long time, since it was given to me for free when I bought a domain for my old death metal band, Soul of the Savior.

My parents have had bullardsailing.net for a while now, in order to keep the extended family on top of their goings on as they travel the world via floating Chinese junker.

My oldest sister started to blog in late April, reasoning that she’s a journalist, and every other journalist seems to have one, so at the very least she’d get practice writing. She picked the title “Household 6″ which I never understood until I ran into another reference to it online. You can find out about it’s origins here.

Finally, giving in to peer pressure, my second oldest sister, Page, started her own blog, Brain Blur which I think sums up parenting fairly well, and really does give a good imagery as to how I would assume her mind works. Or how it manages to work I should say.

So now I guess I can say that my family is “with it.” Maybe we should all join a social network and share links and stuff. Oh wait, I’ve already friended my siblings on Facebook. If nothing else, maybe this post will educate my family on the ever-so-cool art of linking.

Rummaging through my CD book, which rarely gets touched since I got an mp3 player, I found a disc with a song on it that I didn’t think I had a copy of anymore. I’ll spare you the story, and just let you listen to a cover of Men At Work’s “Overkill” from back in 2003.

Enjoy!

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Story related from Teresa:

I just saw a great example of the difference between little boys and girls.

There was a lizard on the ground, and the little girl said “Aww, look at the baby lizard!”

The boy replied with “Kill It!”

Indeed