Lately RJ has evolved into a crazy lunatic sports nut. He's the Rainman of Sports, and I'm not kidding. He knows players, scores, stats, history, the origin of teams, and other things he shouldn't know at five years old. He comes out of bed in the morning and the first thing he does is turn on Sportscenter, or the hockey channel, whichever he finds first. He squints to read things and then rattles it off to whoever will listen. If Ray is already gone before he gets up, he'll call him at work to tell him scores and such. I've never seen anything like it. He ditches his friends outside to come in and watch a football game. He tries to bargain with us to stay up late to finish watching certain games, and cries all the way to bed if we say no, and we usually say no so there's a lot of crying at night.