Tink or Kael...

Now that I typed in the title to this here post I am getting images of the little pixie dust spreading winged gal, a la Peter Pan. But believe me that is the farthest thing from the main point of this tiny page turner. Ah well, let's carry on shall we? 

This is a post about Kaelster. Who is downright obsessed with the intricate workings of motorized vehicles, electronics, and all other things with working parts.  I would totally call him "Tink" as his nickname due to his natural inclination to tinker with all things moving, but A) He already has a plethora of killa nicknames, and B) "Tink" is already taken in my family by the one and only Uncle Sherwood or "Sure-a" as Big K calls him. 

Sherwood is a big booming man with giant hands and a thunderous breathy laugh. I'm not gonna lie... Lots of little chilluns have to warm up to him because of his size and volume. Not Kaelster. I think Kael sees him as his counterpoint a few generations apart. He adores him. He asks to "Go see Sure-a" frequently and when he does see him he gives him bones and hugs and silly little grins filled with equal parts admiration and curiosity.... and just this last time he delivered a big old wet lips kiss. Wow. 

Anyway, as family fables go, Uncle Tink would tear apart, reassemble, build it better and make it work from a young age.  His big old bear paw hands were always working away at his latest project.  Sound familiar?  Yep, that's our Kaelster.  In fact, while at "Uncle Sure-a's" house this past visit, Kaelster unscrewed the handles to his wood burning stove.  They clambered to the metal hearth with a boom and young and old Tinks busted out some big laughs then used their big old sausage fingers to screw the handles back on.  It was a bonding moment.

Lately I've been impressed with little man's skills.  Annoyed as well, but lets focus on the impressed part.  He can work a key into the mailbox and collect the mail.  He can start a four-wheeler and rev the engine.  He can push the gears to the lawn mower and get the thing moving and he is obsessed with power tools... particularly the drill, which he inserts  into EVERY exposed screw he finds to "fig uts" or "fix it".  He keeps us on our toes with his affinity for tinkering and we're fairly certain this is just the beginning.  We'll be trying to find ways to channel his natural skill set in a positive way.  But no doubt, you'll be hearing a story or two about some "tinker sessions" gone awry and moments where we were tempted to send him to his Great Uncle Tink's for a while ....

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