It's better than the Threenager. Fournado is less destructive, but it's much much louder. It's less fits, but more questioning. It's less lacking in logic, but still makes very little sense. It's less surprising, but still very interesting. 
And the intense ideas come at rapid speed. Before I can figure out what he's talking about he's half way through living out his plan.
He has elaborate play with long linking ideas. Many don't make sense to me, and when I ask he often says, "Dat just how I doing it." Ok. Sounds good. Whatever melts your butter, kid.
The simple joys still matter to him, and I'm grateful.
And when I can't help him with everything he's ok with that. He can handle making his own fun.
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