worst sister award.

Conversation unedited with Jake, age 9.
He walks into my room holding something...
J-"Do you have a magnifying glass?
M-"No. what do you have?"
He hands me a rock.
J-"It's so cool."
M-"Neat. Where did you get that?"
J-"M-M-Matt gave it to me. Cause if I don't grow up and be a NBA or NFL player I wanna do that thing. C-c-c-ollect rocks."
M-"A geologist?
He gave the biggest grin, as if the second best thing, next to the NBA/NFL is geology.

As for the stutter, it comes and goes. Speaking of which, on the list of the saddest things ever said to my face...
Sometime, with in the last year, I commented to my mom that the stutter had been worse the last few days.... her reply, "It seems to get worse whenever you're around...."

poop.