Live for the Now

I'm not sure who's learning what lesson here.

"Logan, get off the table and stay off the couch," I shouted as I came into the living room.

"Daddy!  I have to dance on the coffee table and jump on the couch," he explained.  "Tomorrow they will be old and rusty."

While I was busy laughing, he got down and snapped on the stereo.  Now he's doing a musically enhanced interpretive dance on the couch.

Meanwhile, I'm off to find my car keys and punch card.  I see a trip to the E.R. in my future.

- 18 February 2012