Beef Jerky and Dead, Bloody Caterpillars- Little Man's Perspective

The Little Man is a genius. No, seriously! He is! We had him tested. He has a high IQ. He is extremely intelligent.

From the time the child could learn how to talk, it was endless questions and analogies. He would rephrase the same question as many different ways as he could, making sure it would be the same answer. If this wasn't enough, he would also ask specific questions with specific answers in mind and was not very tolerant of variations of the responses. Funny kid. His mind has ALWAYS been going.

So it cracks me up when he comes up with some of the things he does...

Back in December, we were at my sister's home for Christmas. The Little Man has a love for beef jerky. As he was walking past the downstairs bathroom/pantry/entrance to the kitchen, he comes to my sister and tells her that he didn't know she had beef jerky and wanted to know if he could have some. My sister responds that she didn't know she had beef jerky either. He responds that she has to have some because he saw some on the floor where he had just been.

My sister had been working on potty training her 2 youngest children... You got it! When The Little Man showed my sister where the "beef jerky" was on the floor, it had actually been something brown that fell out of somebodies underwear. Eeeeew! Nope, not beef jerky!


The latest was this evening when he comes downstairs and tells me he can't play upstairs because there are dead, bloody caterpillars on the floor. Once again I go to investigate... can't possibly be dead bloody caterpillars, but I had a pretty good idea as to what it was... Unfortunately, I was right.

See, Spaz has this thing for bringing his "toys" and "dinner" in the house... Rodents that should be left outside in whatever form he leaves them. It never used to be anything other than a corps left out for me to clean up. Eventually it progressed into bringing them in "live" to play with. Now, it has progressed to the only thing he leaves is a liver... Yep. Again, I am now cleaning up a couple livers Spaz has left as "presents" for me. But as The Little Man sees it, they are dead, bloody caterpillars.

This kid can also argue his point of view like no other 8 year old I know. The child definitely has lawyer in his blood. I had The Little Man's dental hygienist tell me that she thoroughly enjoyed talking with him and that it was like talking to a little adult. She then told me that he also reminded her of her own son. Then she asked me if I have problems with him in school. I confirmed. She told me not to worry. She said her son had been the same way, but once he made it to college, it was all good. He is now a successful biochemist making triple figures.

I am just waiting for the next entertaining perception that he comes up with. And as always, desperately trying to figure out how to stay one step ahead of him with all of his questions and arguments... Love that kid!