Wild Thing

Wilson showed up in the living room after his bath tonight. He's been reading "Where the Wild Things Are" every night with me. He shows up in the living room, stark naked, wearing only a pair of SpongeBob Squarepants swimming goggles. He clears his throat:

"Mom?"
"Yes?"

He stands there and pulls his goggles up so they are resting on his forehead now. He holds his left hand straight up in the air.

"Announcing the Wild Rumpus!"

And with that, his wild rumpus did, in fact, ensue. There is a lot of pent-up energy in a boy who did not get playtime outside because of cold weather and ice. We are awaiting the natural end of the wild rumpus. We are hopeful that, like the wintry mix outside, the wild rumpus will soon blow over, he will put on some clothes, and take off the goggles. Until then, we are thankful he announced the rumpus. It was kind of him to give us the "rumpus warning".