Spark of Genius
It’s no secret that if my 12 year old had never been born, the humor content on this blog would drop by roughly 83.2%. His random observations about life prove that he is not like the rest of us. He is…what’s a nice way to say this?…an honor roll student with an airheaded personality.
But a sweet airheaded personality. So don’t judge me.
Here’s the conversation I overheard last night:
Austin [running out of his room at bedtime]: My short are making SPARKS!
Merriem: They’re what?
Austin: SPARKS! They’re making SPARKS! When I got in bed and pulled the covers up, there were blue sparks everywhere!
Merriem: That’s just static. It’s fine. Go to bed.
Austin: But it’s SPARKS!
Merriem: I know. It’s static. The lights were off, so you saw sparks in the dark. Go to bed.
Austin: But what if I catch on fire?
Merriem: The only way you’ll catch on fire is if you’re smoking in bed.
Austin: Wow. Can I?