A few weeks ago Aubrey was sitting in my mother’s lap telling her about x-rays. Apparently she had learned all about them in school and had a lot to say on the matter. After she finished her spiel, she paused and allowed Shuggie to oooh and ahhh over her wisdom.
Shuggie: Wow, Aubrey! You know a lot about x-rays!
Aubrey: Yeah. I’m smart as H-E-L.
Shuggie told me, “I wanted to correct her spelling.”
Is it wrong that this doesn’t fill me with shame?