Yes, it's true. Remember a while back in the post "Kids Eat the Darnedest Things"? Well, the kid that I mentioned can't stop talking about me, apparently. I was talking to his dad today and he mentioned that his boy likes to play with his friend Matt. I'm all, "Hey, that's cool. He's got a little friend named Matt." Then he corrected me saying, "No, it's you. He thinks you're in the room with him playing trucks and watching Blues Clues." I then asked, "So, what exactly happens when 'we're' playing?" He then relates this morning's episode:
Well, he's sitting on the floor and I'm trying to get ready for work and he looks up at me and says, "Sharma's sad. Her shirt green. Matt fix Sharma. She's happy."
I don't know who this Sharma is or what exactly I did to her, but I'm glad that I am capable of making a woman happy. I don't know; I think this is really cool, but I hope that I don't all of a sudden become this kid's bogey man. This has had me thinking: Maybe I should start getting my shit together, so I can get married and have some kids of my own. Oh, lordy-lord! End of times is nigh.
4 years ago