I love how little kids interpret the meaning of so many words.
Take, for instance, the word “popular.”
The other day, I was driving with the Redhead, and several birds flew in front of my car throughout the drive. She asked me why so many birds kept flying in front of my car.
“I guess I’m just popular today,” I joked.
“Um, Mom? I think you’re pretty… But you are not popular.”
On top of finding out that the boys don’t like me, this new revelation that I am unpopular bruised my psyche.
I asked her why she thought that, and she said “because you don’t get to go on a stage and have screaming fans!”
Good answer, Druesy… Good answer! 
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Posted by Heidi @ 11:43 am
