system overload

Kenny loves many things, but he really loves ceiling fans and light fixtures. I dunno, maybe he was a home improvement specialist in a former life or something, but he loves to stare at lights and fans. This goes along well with his former fascination with lamps.

Anyways, Mr. K and I were at our local home improvement warehouse this morning to pick up a few things, when we inadvertently wandered down an aisle that had fans on one side and light fixtures on the other. Kenny froze and stared with shock and amazement etched across his face. When he looked to his left, fans. When he looked to his right, lights. And when he looked back to his left, the fans were there again! He was in heaven. He was also immobile. I tried to get him to walk down the aisle, but he was rooted to the spot in awe.

Dumbfounded, he stared back up at me and seemed to say, "Dad! Are you getting this? Lights! And fans! EVERYWHERE!" What is sounded like was more of a high-pitched squeal of glee.

I'd say that I long for the days when that kind of thing would happen to me, but I think I reacted in a similar fashion the last time I wandered into Jerry's Hockey Warehouse.