Gravity, dig it!

Apparently, Linus is going through a Newtonian phase. He’s all about watching things drop. Well that, and carrying around garbage. He’ll push everything off the coffee table, one item at a time, and watch it fall to the floor. Sometimes he’ll even pick things up, put them back on the table, and push them off again. Push, drop. Push, drop. Pick up, push, drop. All with a very intent look on his face, like he doesn’t quite get why the stuff ends up on the floor each and every time. He’ll even crouch down and peer at the floor where everything is landing, trying to discern its mystical properties. Inertia: Nature’s Babysitter.

As for the garbage carrying, I don’t know. I’d like to fancy it up and say he’s developing theories on the nature of decay or something, but really, he just loves garbage. Bathroom garbage, kitchen garbage, all of it. Throwing it away, looking at it, rifling through it, carrying it around. Hmmm, come to think of it, this gives me another reason to try and get Orion to stop reading him “Oscar-the-Grouch’s Alphabet of Trash”, besides the fact that the middle of the book, and therefore the middle of the alphabet, is missing. I don’t want Linus singing his ABCs, “a, b, c, d, e, f, g, h, i, s, t, u, v, w, x, y, and z”. Completely messes up the song!