Briefly …

This morning in Market Square, as I sat at an outdoor table sipping a pumpkin coffee from Dunkin’ Donuts with my three-year-old donut-munching daughter, she spied a pigeon walking toward her.

Her: “Looky!”

Me: “Yep. It’s a bird.” [internal eyeroll at myself for not having the balls to say, “Yep. It’s a minion of the devil, possibly computerized, definitely evilized, likely up to something. Would you like to get down and kick it so hard its motherboard shatters?”]

Her: “No, that’s not a bird; that’s a pigeon.”

GASP!

She already KNOWS THAT PIGEONS AREN’T BIRDS! She already knows they are computer-programmed minions of Satan.

I haven’t been so proud of my abilities as a mom since that time I caught my kid reading my Calvin and Hobbes books.





1 Comment

  1. Jesse
    September 24, 2010 2:55 pm

    I love Calvin and Hobbs!