Official Ear Wiggler

This little man right here is one of my most favorite human beings on the planet. And he has bestowed on me the great distinction of being his fairy godmother:

He's my Jonboy (full name Jonathan). I tried to convince his mom to name her second son James Robert so I could call them Jonboy and Jim Bob, but she named the second one Tyler instead. Whatever. She did let me be Tyler's godmother so all is forgiven.

Anyway, I love this kid. He has the biggest heart on the planet and already has more natural musical talent in his little finger than I've managed to accumulate in my 35 years of life. And he cracks me up on a regular basis.

His mom, my friend Susie (the one who tried to corrupt me and forced me to smoke cigarettes), called me the other day to tell me about Jonboy's latest accomplishment. They were running late for school and he was supposed to be brushing his teeth and getting his shoes on. She hollered at him to get to the van and he came running into the living room, no shoes on and a big grin declaring:

"Mom... I can wiggle my ears without moving my eyebrows now!"

I mean, come on people... practicing that in the mirror HAS to be a worthy excuse for being late for school, right?

And I know I tend to take credit for every cute thing my friends' kids do even though we have no genetic relation, but I feel the need to clarify that I'm the one who showed him how I can wiggle my ears in the first place. It's one of my few talents and I can't help it if the kid wants to emulate me.

The truth is that I started teaching him these important skills when he was barely old enough to talk. Like when I showed him how to hold his fingers like devil horns and say, "Rock on!" while doing a little head bang. It's beside the point that I taught him that in the lobby of our church during Mass when he was getting antsy.

And I have no doubt Jesus appreciated the gesture as praise.

It really is a miracle so many people have entrusted me to be godmother to their children, isn't it?

:)