Well the car checked out alright. There were only a few things wrong with it and the guy that's selling it was pretty embarrassed, like he thought we were going to think he was pulling a fast one. I didn't think that at all. Our mechanic said that he usually finds all sorts of things wrong with used cars when he does a pre-purchase inspection. He was impressed with the quality of the car for the amount that the guy is asking for. Anyhow, the guy is taking care of a couple of the things that the mechanic found and we're going to hopefully pick it up tomorrow afternoon. The other things that need to be fixed don't add up to much and our mechanic said they need to be addressed within the next 6-12 months but they aren't anything serious. So that's that.
Jack turns two in less than two weeks. I can't believe that he's already that old. He's able to count to five already, which is early I think. He did it once for his Yah Yah and I thought she imagined it and then he did it once again for me and I figured it was just an accident but he keeps doing it. He counts things over and over. He counts diapers and fries and toes and fingers and puzzle pieces, anything he can get a hold of. Of course he doesn't always do it perfectly sometimes he'll get stuck on a number, he'll say "One, two, three, three, three" but he's got the concept down. I'm just so impressed. Maybe he'll be reading Harry Potter at 7 like his brilliant cousin. I worry a little that because he's big people will expect more of him than he's ready for. Like they might think he's 3 when he's really only 2 and they'll wonder why he isn't potty trained yet. Or when he's older he might be right on track but people will think he's older than he is and therefore think he's behind. Ah, well no use worrying about it, but who am I kidding? I will anyway.
Alright, well I'm sick so I'm outta here. See ya!
Just a mom
5 comments:
Teachers will understand, and anyone else won't matter. We know he is brilliant...along with his precious cousins. You know, both of my children were gifted. Next week I get to test other people's gifted children. None of them would ever hold a candle to mine.
Gramma, in this day of electricity and incandescent light, any child who would try to hold a candle at school probably isn't meant for gifted programs.
With comments such as the one directly above, I'm beginning to wonder if both of your kids were as gifted as you thought Gramma.
The true test of giftedness, my dears, is whether these little geniuses can follow directions and bubble in their names. The answer is, they can't. They are not capable of entering last name first, one letter per square, no matter how many times I repeat the direction. That's why I do it for them ahead of time. I would consider them gifted if they could hold a candle right side up. There is a cute little nearly-two-y-o who knows where the light bulbs go (he points to the ceiling fixture). And I understand his cousin knows "babble-babble-amen" always comes before eating. This is what I consider true giftedness. And Steve, your hair looks like chocolate ice cream.
Especially with the little swirl on top, Steve.
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