ICE AGE 3.5 (GALILEOAN RETROACTIVE PERMISSION).

"Daddy?"
He asked, his hands already burdened with the scientific instruments he was about to request permission to use.
"I'm doing a science experiment so I need water and a bowl and scissors and rope and glitter and an ice cube."

- Okay.
I said.
I assume that's why you're opening the freezer?

"Yep. I'm getting an ice cube."

- Okay.
I said.
And what is your hypothesis; what are you trying to learn here?

"I want,"
he said.
"To find out if the ice cube will melt."

- Oh.
I said.
And continued to keep an eye on the progress of his empirical study, which also involved many trips to the sink to add more water. 

I have the feeling a breakthrough is imminent.

I love science, especially Newton's Third Law of Motion, and also young scientists who experiment incessantly.

CLYDE THE WHAT?

Going into the 4th quarter, I'd have to say that "LeMarcus" sounds like a viable name for our upcoming child, regardless of gender. Wow. On fire.