Or, "Kids say the darnedest things."
The other day, Tim was playing with the kids in the backyard when he noticed Emi sprawled on the ground, her face looking up towards the sky. He asked her why she was in such a position (maybe she was like Lazy Jane and was waiting for rain?), and she answered, "I tripped on an ant!"
Personality Test: If this happened to you, how would you respond?
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Isaac and I were talking about Wolverine during dinner, and then the conversation turned to a general discussion of superheroes.
Isaac: Well Mom, YOU'RE a superhero.
Me: How come?
Isaac: Because you do all the work for us!
Does the kid have mad skillz or what? That was smooth!
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One of my own "Mangisms" is that I describe everything as my favorite. These are my latest favorite blogs.
Stuff No One Told Me: Life lessons learned the hard way.
You Are Not So Smart: I don't know how big this guy's brain is, but every day he busts out another counter-intuitive sociological nugget, and I am so addicted.
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Now I am reminded of a game I played with my friends in elementary school: Is Julie the smartest dumb person on earth, or is she the dumbest smart person on earth?
I scored very high on tests and did well in school, but I am such a buffoon AND an airhead, no one believes me that I went to Stanford, majored in Computer Science, was a complete nerd. My brain maintains a delicate balance of wise-ass and dumb-ass, and most of it is autonomic. I am lucky I wandered into the career I have now, because I easily could have been the town idiot somewhere. I'm not harshing on myself, because equally likely I could have been some brilliant research scientist somewhere as well. Ask anyone who has known me for more than 5 years, and between shaking their head and/or convulsing with laughter at some astonishingly stupid thing I've done in their presence, they will agree.
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I am starting to meet people online and in person who were first introduced to me through this blog. This has proven strange for one main reason: when I get nervous, I get especially ditzy, so I remedy it with not talking much at all. I know that's hard to believe since I'm so in-your-face in this forum, but underneath the quills, I am actually a very shy, naive little fool. But I think I disappoint people when I meet them. I think they expect me to pull out all these comedic zingers or at least be a snarky bitch, but in reality I blush and stammer and talk about mundane things. I can't really explain why this is so, but I do know that once the ice is truly broken, the Snarkstock is unstoppable. But my heart has to feel comfortable first.
