Tuesday, January 10, 2012

When Smart is Scary

Sometimes Lennon and I do this thing where we pass notes to each other that start off really nice, like "Mom, you are the best," "Lennon, you are a beauty queen," and "Mom you are full of rainbows," and then we get sort of silly and pass notes like, "Mom, you are a beautiful turtle" and "You have hair like a gorilla that is pretty." It's good clean fun.

This morning Harrison wanted a note, and because I was in a silly mood, I wrote, "You are a special butterfly," thinking he can't read it anyway, because he is THREE.

But, you guys, he took that note, and then threw himself on the couch and started crying, like SOBBING, and when I asked him what was wrong, no joke, he says, "I'm NOT a butterfly!"

It scared the crap out of me. Turns out, he knows how to read the word butterfly like a pro.

I'll get to the bottom of this, and report back, because the only other explanation I have right now is temporary demonic possession. Demons are all about creepy premature literacy, I bet.

3 comments:

Joan said...

That is awesome..you shouldn't be scared. It seems to me that Harrison knows a lot more than he lets anyone know.

Katy said...

this is the best. You should see what other words he can read? Butterfly is a big one!

mrsmouthy said...

My kid poops in his pants.