Quite the contrast in childhood development
So I met the next door kids a few minutes ago, was out back cleaning the window and patio door glass and they were out on their deck. The boy is Lucas and the girl is Isabelle. I guess they're average kids for their ages (7 and 6): attention span of fleas, a bit difficult to understand, a little rough and wild.
A significant contrast to the young boy who was on the bus on Saturday morning with his--step-father? mother's partner? I thought, at glance, that he was about 6, but probably he was 7 or 8, just small for his age. Maybe. He and the father-figure he was with were having a discussion about advertising (specifically related to First Choice Haircutters) and about Apple (their products, the history of the company, etc). They were sitting right behind me, with the child, speaking in a very proper (to my Canadian ears) British accent, asking difficult questions, some of which the man couldn't answer. I wanted to turn around and goggle at him, ask if he was 7 going on 37. They got off at a car rental place.
There's a young boy in our complex, Connor, who even at 3 sounded like he was a mature adult. It was scary to listen to him then, and still is, several years later. I always joke with his mom that I hope he works for the side of good when he gets older. :-)
I hope the young boy on the bus also ends up working for forces of good, not evil. LOL.
There's no fear of the two children next door being clever enough to take over the world, though.*
*I freely admit I never was intelligent enough to "take over the world" either.
These two already control the world--at least my world.
Universal Blessings, Light and Mercy to All Beings.
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Happy Thursday!
Of course gorgeous Nicki and Derry RULE! :-) Take care
x
No patience ....
only for the kitties and I have infinite patience with them.
Funny how that is.
Beautiful pictures of Derry and Nicki.
xoxoxo
Julie and Poppy q
xxx
My great-nephew, Cooper, is one of those amazing kids, too, and cute as a button. We were at a reception. My sister (his grandmother) and I were order drinks from the bar when Cooper walked up. The bartender asked if he wanted anything. Cooper said, "Yes, I'd like a lemonade please, Sir." The bartender and I were speechless and just stared at him. He was two years old. He's now five or six and will run the world one day. Along side the boy on the bus.
xo Catherine
Too much like a lottery for me.
Thank God for cats.
XO
But above all, we must make sure that yardcat rules! Scritches to the noble Derry and Nicki from me please. Karin