Earth

It doesn't matter how smart you might be or how educated - your kids will bring you right back to earth (with a bump) in a hurry.

Here's the message our 9 year old left on his Dad's voicemail this morning:

"Dad, this is your son, Ron.  I need to leave you a message.  You will need some paper.  Do you have some paper there?  I hope you have some paper and a pencil.  (long pause - presumably for his slow father to retrieve said articles.)  We need cheese.  Sliced cheese.  For sandwiches.  Eggs, olives, and wait a sec.  I can't read mom's writing. I think it says bananas.  But we don't really need bananas.  We have 2.  You can get more when those are gone.  Tomorrow maybe.  Because Charlie & I might have them for lunch.  Okay Dad?  I hope you got this on paper.  Because that's it.  Hope you're having a good day there with your friends."

Now, I cannot tell you how happy this made my heart.  First and foremost, because it is just simply hilarious.  But secondly, because my husband is one of those incredibly bright, technowhiz people - he majored in physics for goodness sakes - I mean COME ON.  He has also never been pregnant.  This may seem obvious to some of you - but I'm telling you - I used to be smart too.  I could hold my own with this man any day and twice on a weekend.  But then the progesterone poisoned my brain cells and I passed 39 candles on my birthday cake.  Now, I can't remember why I sat down at this desk.

Anybody know?

So, it did my heart a world of good to hear that little pipsqueak leaving that message for the Brain.  I might live on it for a week at least!

And, my baby is a sweet boy who wished his dad a nice day.  Who thinks all his dad does all day is hang out with his friends and play on computers...

I think I'll spend the next week asking dh to do things and then handing him notepads - really short lists of things - if it doesn't fall out of my head first.