Regular reader, comment contributor and friend of more than twenty years, Chris Radulski, has been telling me stories about her son Matthew from about the time he learned to talk. Precocious? The baby the Tibetans missed in their search for the next Dali Lama?
June of ‘02, from Chris:
As I was rearranging things in the living room, Matthew was helping me. Small suggestions like "Mom, I think a chair in the middle of the new rug would look nice".
After some time of this, he looked at me and said "I'm tired of making all these decisions and want to stop now; and by the way Mom, this conversation never happened".
Not to be outdone, I suppressed laughter and said to him "what conversation".
At that, that beautiful crooked smile appeared.
Matthew is now in the second grade and quite happy because he ”learned everything there was to learn in the first grade.”
Michael, you're too funny. Matthew as Penchan Lama. My sister always says he's been here before, so maybe you are on to something. How nice for him that someone is chronicling his matthewisms, as his mother is too busy just coping with being his mom.
Posted by themom.[laughs] Well now. This boy sounds like an interesting one. A rather clever tongue, too.
Michael, you're too funny. Matthew as Penchan Lama. My sister always says he's been here before, so maybe you are on to something. How nice for him that someone is chronicling his matthewisms, as his mother is too busy just coping with being his mom.
Posted by: themomat October 1, 2003 07:43 AM[laughs] Well now. This boy sounds like an interesting one. A rather clever tongue, too.