What’s What
This little child will let you know what is what.
For instance, he informed me that plain, glazed doughnuts are not called plain or regular or original or glazed. Nope, nope, nope.
“Those are the BALD doughnuts, Mom!”
Crazy little buster, because of him I’ll forever think of plain doughnuts as being bald. I forgot to ask him the designations of the other doughnuts in our assortment. There is no telling….
Also, tonight, when I talked back to a cheesy commercial that was on TV during the ball game, he patiently explained to me, in the way you explain to a toddler that the stove is hot, that,
“No, Mom. Listen, Mom, we can see and hear the people on TV. But they can’t hear or see us….do you get it? Mom????”
He really thought that I thought that the people on TV could hear me.
Oh, yes, he also achieved Buster-of-the-World status on Saturday when he made me a rabbit-eared bandit hat. Yes, it was very thoughtful of him. I’m sure I would have appreciated it even more had he waited for me to wake on Saturday morning before trying to put it on my head. That would have been good. But, it was sort of sweet that he was so excited that he couldn’t wait to see it on me.
Just roll with it, I say.
