Evan sat very still for his CT scan, clutching his blankie horse the whole time. (Blankie horse = the bestest most cuddliest thing in the world.) And the results?
Perfectly normal. Like I said, all that’s in that head is a GREAT BIG OL’ BRAIN.
Now all I have to do is fill it with far more useful knowledge than what’s in my brain.
Someday your son – with his GREAT BIG OL’ BRAIN – will turn to you and ask, “Are you thinking what I’m thinking, dad?” To which you’ll respond “I think so but the nearest tattoo parlor is more than 30 miles away. SNARF!”
Nah, he’s already got a sidekick for that sort of thing. :-p
Heh. I posted a Pinky and the Brain comment in that post too. SNARF!
Yay! Glad to hear that all was as expected. Your little Evan is going to be what I like to call “scary smart.” I can already tell. “Crazy creative,” too, I reckon. 🙂