Well, Silver Bell, it's complete. #1 Son has completely transformed into your youngest. Yesterday he informed me that he now knows everything. He skipped the part where he knew "everything especially about birds and frogs" and went straight to "everything." For those of you who aren't related to us, J.G. (Silver Bell's youngest) was famous for his knowledge at a very young age. I believe it was on a trip to TN to visit us that he informed his parents that he knew everything (he was about the same age #1 Son is now), and held that belief well into his teenage years (but then, don't we all). This is the same child that said he wanted to go to LCC (the small, Midwest bible college most of our family attended) but if he couldn't get in there, he guessed he'd just have to go to Harvard.
Baby Girl wore beads in her hair to school yesterday. This was a long awaited event and she was very excited about it. When she came home I asked if everyone liked her hair. "No one said it, but I know they did. Ka'lia thought it was cool, but she didn't say the words. I could read her mind." I highly doubt she made it through the day without comment on the 6 strands of beads in her hair being made, but it is nice to know she can read minds now.
I told Busha that Baby Girl can read minds and #1 Son knows everything. I think they may be plotting to take over the world together (if they can quit fighting long enough). B.B. will be their enforcer. He'll be the one sent out to break knee caps...of this I am certain. Will you all still come "visit" me when I'm in jail for crimes against the dictators?
I'm warily enjoying my morning OJ at the moment. I say warily because I got to the bottom of my glass a few days ago and discovered a french fry hanging out in the pulp. I had poured out the last of the OJ and assumed the reason it was so thick was that I got the last of the pulp that settles in the bottom of the pitcher. It wasn't until I finished my juice that I realized there was a frozen french fry hanging out in there compliments of B.B. I'm sure.
Baby Girl keeps telling #1 Son that things or people are dead. Last night they came out of their rooms and I heard, "#1 Son, aren't you sad that Daddy is dead? Isn't that sad?" I promptly put an end to that conversation. "I'm just pretending, Mom," (in that tone that says, "just how stupid are you?). This morning she told him Macaroni is dead. Macaroni is his horse he cannot sleep without (ie his lovey). I stopped this train as well and was informed, "Mom, Macaroni isn't really alive, so he must be dead."
3 comments:
French Frys in OJ, Dead things, knowledge, and mind reading. You my dear have had an eventful morning. Time to go back to bed. All in favor?
I am glad that someone else now knows everything. We wouldn't want God to have entrusted that much lknowledge with just J.G.
well I can see that if #1 son is becoming Silver Belle's youngest somehow baby girl is (from what you've stated) is becoming my sister! How does that happen?! She use to tell she was dead and i'd believe her. She also once convinced me that we had really truly gone to the moon on one of our pretend excursions and that mom and dad were'nt real they were just android made to look like them. My sympathies to #1 son.... oh but wait he won't fall for that. He knows everything ;D
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