The kids are up well past their bedtime. They had had a long day. And, Indigo came in and announces she’s cold; what can she use as a blanket.
I look at the clock and say, “Indigo, it’s 8:30 – do you know what time it is?”
She gives me an odd look and says, “yeah, it’s 8:30.”
I hate being outsmarted by a 6-year-old.
I asked Mr Chatty about his weekend Monday morning. He told me he took his girlfriend to see Star Trek shown at IMAX over the weekend.
Her reaction: she was amazed at how Kirk’s life is very similar to Mr Chatty’s own childhood as well as adulthood.
Missing father. Check.
Taking 3 years to do it versus 4 which was standard. Check.
Taking over in a crisis. Check.
Yes, he compared himself to Captain Kirk.
I guess I just figured out why he was so hell bent on everyone seeing the movie. No wonder it always feel crowded in our corner. His ego takes up most of the space.