From a previous e-mail I sent>Out of the mouths of babes: A woman walked by us, and Charlie said (loudly) "Papaw, somethings wrong with her." I asked what, and he replied "Her butt is really big." - And it was.

Charlie takes Taekwondo in Carmi. Though the instructor is a black belt he is unable to pry a four year old off of his neck. Charlie- 1, Karate- 0.

When I picked him up at the babysitter today, she was a little red faced. He'd went to her in the kitchen and said "Woman, where's my food." I think the food was nowhere after that.

Our church has a weekly youth group. They're very good with kids but not very fast. Charlie escaped and made it home and into the house with the Preacher chasing him. She (the Preacher) handled it well and did not curse openly.

Charlie and I getting in trouble with Grandma is usually preceded by the phrase: "Papaw, I got an idea."

I've taught him how to use a drill and a screw gun. Don't ask how that works for my walls.

Charlie's father died last summer. For some reason he's been telling people "My Daddy's in jail."