A Note

One of the quirky things that I love about my kid is his love of numbers. Lately, he also loves to tape things up around the house.  In fact, he no longer needs help tearing the tape, and his bedroom wall is covered with 31 little notes that start at the number one and are numbered to 31.  Yes, it's his calendar.  He also has ascending times on each note. 

Another set of notes he had on the wall (until they fell off) were next to the computer in the living room.  These notes had temperatures starting at -50 (I think, could be a lower temperature) ascending to 80 degrees.


My favorite note so far, though, is this one:

He posted it next to my bed.  I'm assuming he didn't want me to forget how old I am or how old Dad is.