Lessons from a three year old

      My roomie's three-year-old grandson stayed with us for the past couple of days. I learned many things from him. Here are a few nuggets of wisdom.
      Old MacDonald not only had a cow, pig, dog and cat on his farm, he also had a football boy, Spiderman, Spongebob Squarepants, a pirate and stickers. I tell you now that you haven't really exercised your creativity until you try to figure out what sound a sticker makes for the chorus.
      If you discover a word that gets a laugh -- "boob" for instance -- you should repeat it often.
      Hiding and hunting plastic Easter eggs is just as fun in October as it is in the spring.
      Every story is improved by the addition of pirates and/or baseball.
      It is possible to play basketball with a football and vice versa.
      Play hard.
      Laugh often
      Nap only when you simply can't stay awake anymore.
      Play-dough is better than cartoons, but only if someone plays with it with you.
      Not only is coloring within the lines optional, but so is coloring within the confines of the paper. The world needs a little color. Don't be afraid to splash it around.
      Baths had better be fun or they shouldn't be taken at all.
      It's great fun to escape from your bath and run down the hall naked. It's even more fun if you can climb up on a bed and jump up and down. I suggest everyone try it. I think the world would be a better place.
      Jackson loves all the little children. You know, "Jackson loves the little children, all the children of the world ..."
      You must have a flashlight to look for monsters. And it's better to look for them in lighted rooms where they're not at.
      Computers are to play games on with other people. Otherwise they're not worth much.
      All activities should include everyone. "Come on, guys" should be the motto of the United Nations.
      Every now and then, turn to the person beside you and hug them and say, "I love you." You'd be surprised how happy they get.