Smart kid

My Colter. He notices every thing. If a picture on the wall is crooked, he will notice it. I am sure this goes for most curious toddlers. I often joke that he is going to be a house inspector when he grows up. This morning, he pointed out yet another item that was out of place.

It was just another routine morning. We headed to daycare, babbling and pointing all the way. When we pull up to the sitters, Colter will announce whether or not her kitty is hanging out on the front porch. No kitty today. It must be to windy for her. Better hurry and get Colter out of this car seat and inside out of this cold wind. As I am pulling him out of his car seat, he says "Uh oh!" I look to see what he is uh-oh-ing about and couldn't help but chuckle. Apparently, some drunk dropped their bottle of budweiser on the side walk and it shattered into a million pieces. They didn't even get to enjoy it, because the lid was still on it.

Many thoughts went through my mind. The mom in me thought what a smart boy! He knows that beer is not good, and neither is broken glass. Hopefully, he will still feel the same way in 15 years. The old booze hound in me thought, "yeah he knows." Its sucks when you drop a full beer on the ground and waste it. The old fuddy duddy in me thought, "ha! ha! I bet you will be feeling that today." And of course, the comedian in me couldn't help but think about those commercials. Real American Heroes & Real Men of Genius. Real genius all right...