I have met the smartest man on earth.
No really- I have. I didn't even realize it. I have spent a couple of weeks thinking about the situation that transpired, and every single time it makes me smile. He is a genious man, and I didn't even realize it
Allow me to paint you a picture..........
It was the afternoon of Emily's party. Parents begin arriving at our home with their sparkling 6 year olds with big expectations of fabulous crafts and home made confectionairies. I was covered in powerdered sugar and stuck in the kitchen trying to finish up that triple batch of buttercream frosting. I didn't even get to put on my party shirt, or mascara. I just shouted pleasantries from my mixer while greeting the girls and begging Allyson to assist with their coats.
Kisses, hugs, promises of a two hour return. Parents leave. Girls gone crazy wild, giggling and chatting and anxiously awaiting the start of the party. After about 10 minutes of get acquainted time, I call the girls to the dining room so we can get the show on the road. Here they come, 1,2,3,4,5............sam and a small four year old boy, 6, 7 WAIT A MINUTE.
Who is that small boy child??? One of the girls little brothers of course. Her dad brought them in, gave both of their coats to Allyson and bid me farewell. And left them there. Both of them. The invited small girl child............and her brother.
Of course I didn't mind, and Sam actually was thrilled to have someone to play with. But I just had no idea he was there until his dad wasn't. And still, while thinking about it, I laugh. The man is a genious. And I apparently need to pay a whole lot more attention.
And take notes from the genious dad.