Kohlrabi

Kohlrabi is a German Turnip.

It's also a nickname for my favorite son, Kole Robert.  Get it? Eh?  Eh? Clever, huh?
Lil' Kohlrabi has adopted 4 really interesting quirks as of late.

1.  He likes fat strangers as opposed to skinny strangers.  I know that is weight discrimination.  But if you are a chubbo Koley will smile and giggle and flirt with you.  If you are a Slim Jim he will turn away and give you the Kole Cold Shoulder.  Brutal I know.  Now, don't use this to judge your weight if you think you are borderline.  Kole smiling does not mean you are fat.  9 times out of 10 he's friendlier with chubby people.  Maybe he feels like they understand where he is coming from.
2.  He is constantly looking for dogs.  He tries to say dog.  It sounds like "Dawd."  But he'll be pointing to a dog when he says it. Smart as a whip.  If you say dog Kole will spin his head around so fast looking for mentioned canine.  And he won't give up until a dog is produced.  So, if you don't see a dog- don't say you do.  It's unsettling to my very determined little dog-lover.
3.  He likes doors to be closed.  I think this is from his dad.  Both are very private people.  We go into a room and Kole will crawl over and close the door and then get a book to read (or edit) and a truck to hold.  He likes doors closed but cupboards, drawers, closets, and wardrobes open!  He makes his rounds.  Makes sure everything he wants open is open and everything he wants closed is closed.  What a mind on this kid.
4.  He is relatively unticklish.  Except for his ribs.  And you have to bite them to get a laugh.  You can't tickle with your hands.  If you use your hands and that high pitched "tickytickytickyticky!"  he'll stare at you.  Blankly.  And make you feel like an nincompoop.  But if you put your teeth on that exact same area laughter will ring through the hills.  And he'll beg for more.  For like an hour.  So make sure you have blocked off some time.

Trailers for Sale or Rent

Tuesday night I did I bike ride with the Young Women.  Since I have the Chubby Cubby I thought I better skip it.  I mean, I'm good, but I don't think I could carry him AND ride a bike.  He's like 30 pounds.  But as the hour drew nearer I kept thinking about how badly I wanted to go!  So I called my friend, Karlene, and she let me borrow her trailer for the kiddy AND her bike.  I have my own two-wheeled machine of madness... (a little over the top there) but hers was already hooked up and what not. 
Most awkward part was probably trying to ride off their front lawn.  With her and her hubby and a couple of her kids watching me.  I was laughing... which made it harder to pedal.... and there was the grass... and then 50 or so pounds I was lugging.  I turned around and told them they didn't have to watch but they assured me it was entertaining. Thanks, guys.
Okay. Kiddy trailer is AMAZING! Kole loved it.  Hands up and squealing the whole hour and a half.  I'm serious HANDS UP!  It was adorable.  And when we would stop- wait.  Let me rephrase:  When the Young Women would stop so I could catch up, catch my breath, and catch a break Kole would burst into laughter.  That hearty belly laugh I love so much.  He truly was King of the Road.
Let me tell you.  I am waaaay past out of shape.  I have no muscle at all.  When I stepped off the bike my legs crumpled.   Kole laughed.  I held onto the bike for support.  And hills! Aye! Hills were a killer.  But it was kinda fun to stand up on the bike going up hill... you know... and feel twelve again. 
My sisters and I used to put on performances on our bikes.  We'd weave a figure eight, ride with no hands, stand on our seats, and get mad if mom looked away for one second. 
I was the only one sweating on our casual bike ride and I thought I would need a respirator and the lower 55% of my body was burning.  It made me want a trailer soooo bad.  Because sweating makes me feel sporty and all that heavy breathing really enhanced the smell of all the blooming trees and it was a good burning and I know that if I get one then I will also have sexy legs like this:

Yeah.  I think a summer of pulling a bike trailer and a can of spray on tanner ought to do it.

Is It Just Me?

I watched the new (like a year ago)Princess and the Frog movie.  Two things.  One- this movie furthers my theory that you can like NAY fall in love with anyone if you spend enough time with them.  Examples?  Fine!  Beauty and the Beast, Shrek, Princess and the Frog, Tangled, Aladdin, and those are just the cartoons.  I think every romantic comedy is based on this recipe.  Which would never work in real life.  Or at least didn't work in my real life.
Two-
Was I the only one who caught this?  I mean COME ON!  It's uncanny!