There are just some nights that all I want to do is sit across the room
and watch or listen to my son play.

He plays all the parts himself. The commentary is usually hilarious.
Our personal favorite is when he plays pirates.

I was paying some bills online tonight and in the other room I can hear my son
playing with these two little football guys. No batteries, no moving parts.
Just two plastic figurines, playing his version of football. Hysterical.

Even on the bad days, there's always a smile inside for my son. Always.