The World's Most Interesting Kindergartner

 This is the nickname has given her first born, and it is indeed apt. Yesterday was a lovely one -- I fetched Scott at MIA on the way to Aventura. Scott usually flies into FLL, but with F1 here, flights to the cheaper airport, for crew, were double to MIA, and so he came to the field 25 minutes from our house. We joked that typically, for a fetch or pick from an airport from this old grumpy dude, DNA connection is required, but Barry and his family are exceptions.

There he was, the gentle giant of a nearly 30 year old man, and we delightfully caught up -- matters Miami and D.C. I showed him the stupid soccer team located stupidly, and we both lamented the fact that if they were going to build it anyway, why not double capacity and invite our beloved Canes. The idea apparently never grew legs.

We met his parents at Mo's, and feasted. It was delightful -- they sort of like having him home. His wife had tons of work -- she just switched from CNN to NBC and is getting up to speed. We chuckled at many of our fellow Aventura diners -- average age 50. The men were 80 and the women were FAR younger, and quite heavily botoxed and plastic surgeried...Some jobs were great; others, sadly, clownish.

Around noon we said adios, and I drove down Biscayne to meet D1 and the boys at Diver's Mansion, a marine themed Chucky Cheeses, where a very loud birthday party was in force. We left, and drove back to D1's, where she packed an overnight bag for said interesting child. Donna had sent us from Mo's with enormous cookies -- chocolate chip and happy face, and Baby MAn got to choose -- he picked the chip one, the size of a wagon wheel.

Little Man and I talked the ENTIRE 40 minute drive home -- he is SO smart -- telling me about sea creatures and strange fauna I had no idea existed. Turns out his public charter school is ok. Wifey was thrilled to see him -- it had only been 6 days -- but we kind of dig him.

He requested Anthony's Coal Fired wings, which I ordered, and we fed the fish and lizard hunted in the strange weather -- hot and DRY -- felt like Vegas in June. The rains came this am -- cooler and wet. We watched some of the F1 Sprint Race -- Jonathan is going today, though I wonder if the rain may affect that.

And Wifey and I laughed -- this kindergartner has the vocabulary of a 5th grader, at least, and is SO funny and energetic. We swam -- first time in the pool this year -- and he swims terrifically, though spashing and hunting for floating bugs grab his attention more.

Wifey had taped "Minecraft," thinking it was a cartoon, but it was a live action movie with Jason Mamoa and Jack Black. Little Man LOVED it -- explaining to us who the characters and creatures were, and what they do. "Ok, Grandpa Dave -- this is crazy. These guys sneak up on you and EXPLODE!"

Bed time was some of his beloved IPad, as screen time with D1 is abridged -- here -- less so. And as he watched in bed with Wifey and me, we saw him drifting off, and so I took him across the hall and told him one Nightbird story before he asked to hear again about how his kindergarten aged mother demanded to sleep with D2 -- sort of a living teddy bear. Then he passed out.

This am, we didn't have to hit the bagel shop, as Tia Donna ALSO sent us home with rainbow bagels. "Grandpa Dave -- they LOOK so cool but actually, they taste just like normal bagels." Correct.

We leave around noon for the Marlins game -- today it's good they have a roof! Later, dinner with all of us -- with the world's most interesting kindergartner.