At dinner time . . . he has a plate divided into 4 sections with different types of food on each (roast beef, mashed potatoes, carrots and noodles). At one point I notice he has pretty much eaten all of the noodles and is now working on the meat, which is diagonal to the section once holding the noodles. He has not touched the carrots or potatoes. He sees me eyeing his plate and says this:
“You might say I haven’t eaten either of these 2 foods here, but I’m working on these other 2 first because they are sideways and I like just doing these 2 first and then moving onto the others.”
He likes to eat his food in patterns. Or what he used to call it: “patternins.”
I love the way this kid’s mind works.
He also said this at dinner, apropos of nothing:
“I like the time of year when we have gorrrr-geous sunsets.” Gorgeous. Yep, he said that word. All drawn out like that as well.
Later, watching the X-Factor together (that I had recorded earlier), he was asking me about how the groups were split up and which group this one singer was in. (If you haven’t seen it, it is very much like American Idol, except that after the singers are whittled down to 32, what would be after Hollywood Week in AI, they split the group into 4 mini-groups, consisting of Girls, Boys, Groups and Over 30. The over 30 group is girls and guys). So there is this one woman who is a fantastic singer and my son was watching her sing and asked if she was in the girl’s group.
Me: Nope, she’s in over 30s.
6: So, that is all people over 30 who can sing . . . like you?
Me: cough Um, yeah, just like me cough
**Note that I cannot carry a tune in a bucket, but for some reason my son thinks I have a good voice. I fear he may be tone deaf. I have also heard him sing. Shudder.**
Me: Do you think I could be on this show?
Me: What song should I sing to try out?
6: (without hesitation) Rolling in the Deep, definitely. Because you like that song, right?
Me: Yes. (thank god he didn’t say Moves Like Jagger!!). Do you think I could win?
**Apparently his faith in me only goes so far**
Me: Are you going to be a singer when you grow up?
6: No, mom. I told you . . . I’m gonna be a ninja!
**Obviously. I don’t know what I was thinking.**