Ode to a 9 year old boy

Things I have learned this summer with Lil Gigantor visiting.

I've learned... that a 9 year old boy, glass top coffee and end tables and the word clean do not mix. A 9 year old boy must dribble everything he eats onto the coffee table

I've learned...not to leave a 9 year old boy, a suction cup dart gun and a big screen tv in the same room without supervision. There are dozens of little circle marks all over the big screen.

I've learned...when a 9 year old boy says I'm going to be sick or I have to use the bathroom. It is time to pull the car over RIGHT NOW

I've learned...a 9 year old boy will play video games for 14 hours non stop if you don't make him get off the game and go outside.

I've learned...a 9 year old boy and his uncle house elf love to anounce when they have farted, right before the smell hits your nostrils then both will colapse into fits of laughter.

I've learned...a 9 year old boy thinks it's great fun to come up to you as if to give you a kiss then rip a stinky burp right in your face then will walk off with a very smuge look on his face.

I've learned...a 9 year olf boy, a container of flarp and a blue carpet should not be all in the same room at one time.

I've learned...this morning as a matter of fact, that a 9 year old boy, a left over taco bell burrito and a microwave are a deadly match when he thinks his mommy said to heat up said burrito for 15 minutes and 20 seconds instead of 15 to 20 seconds. Said burrito catchs on fire and makes smoke go all over the house.

I've learned....there is nothing sweeter than the sound of a 9 year old boys laughter, or to have him say I love you so much Aunt Alekx.