The Supernova

Hello, friends!

After 8 days in beautiful Southern California visiting with family and seeing old friends (Happy Thanksgiving by the way!) the Leong's are happy to be back in Omaha where there's snow on the ground and a chill in the air.

Last night, we got in around 11pm local time. We had to get off the plane, get our bags, then wait for the Lyft to get us home. By the time we finally walked through the door at Ruggles street, it was well past midnight, which is way past bedtime for both kids. This means that Megan and I got to see the Supernova in all its glory.

In astronomical terms, a Supernova is the explosion of a star. I don't know the exact physics of it but my understanding is that a Supernova radiates a whole lot of energy before collapsing on itself, leaving a dense core of what used to be the star.

However, in parenting, a Supernova is when your kid decides to give off an immense amount of energy before crashing at bedtime. It really is a sight to behold.

Ezra has 2 kinds of Supernovas. The physical Supernova is when he runs around like his hair is on fire. He runs under the table, does ridiculous dances, and generally is a wiggly mass of energy that is simultaneously frustrating and entertaining (though more the former than the latter).

What we got to see yesterday is the much more fun verbal Supernova. This is when he just starts talking and won't stop until he falls asleep. The stuff that comes out of that boy's mouth can only be described as terribly entertaining.

On the trip home last night, we got some real good stuff. There were conversations about triangles, squares, and circles. There was a story about an octopus eating crabs. Previous verbal Supernovas have included descriptions of our house in great detail and the assertion that Jesus wouldn't like to be eaten by ants (which, to be fair, is probably true). Every verbal Supernova is a new adventure.

For as long as he's been able to talk, Ezra has been a talker. We didn't know that he was especially verbal until the pediatrician told us. But, it totally makes sense and it's one of the things we love about him, especially when we get to see a verbal Supernova.

So, if you're ever in the mood for a fun night, come on over and put the kids to bed way past bedtime. You may get to see our son talk himself to sleep. And Megan and I wouldn't mind someone watching the kids while we went out in a date either. =0).

Have an excellent day!

~Adam