Samuel is a bit on the quirky side. He is definitely his own drummer.
|Sam, when he was two, at his quirky best.|
Sam lost one of his shoes. So, we got him another pair, just like the first. Unfortunately, now he must have all three shoes in his possession before he will put two of them on.
His new obsession is "going" to Halloween. "Drive me to Halloween!" he demands of me. I tried to explain to him that Halloween is a time, not a place, but he was not convinced. That, or he knows that time travel is ridiculously simple, and can't believe that we have not figured it out yet. It could go either way.
In another warp of the time/space continuum, every day is his birthday. We have conversations that sound something like this.
"It's Sam's birthday today."
"No, Sam. Not today."
"It's Sam's birthday!"
"Your birthday is in a few weeks."
"No! Today is Sam's birthday!"
So it goes, and has gone, for months now.
If it happens to be your birthday, you may be greeted with a chorus of "Not your birthday! My birthday!"
But Sam is more than just the sum of his quirks. He is also very bright. We anticipate interesting, if not great, things from him. So, if you ever meet a boy with an extra left shoe, who tells you he can drive you to his birthday at the end of the month, that might be our Sam.