The Mind of a 10-Year-Old

I was hanging out with my sister and her family this morning at breakfast and then church. My sister has two sons and a daughter. I'm always amazed at how children's minds' work. Truly fascinated. I mean, they come up with the craziest concepts and ways of looking at things.

So this morning in church, I'm sitting between my 10-year-old nephew Jordan, and his younger brother, Andrew. They brought some paper to scribble on and were able to scrounge up a pen from my sister's purse. Jordan got the pen from Andrew but Andrew needed it back. So this is how my conversation with Jordan went:

Me: Jordan, can Andrew have the pen back.
Jordan: No.
Me: Actually, he had it first and he wasn't done with it so please give it to me.
Jordan: (As he hands the pen to Andrew) Then why did you ask me if I could give it to him? Why did you make me think I had a choice?
Me: Well, that was just a polite way of me saying, "Give the pencil back to Andrew."

Later, I let Jordan borrow a pen from me which he put back in my purse a while after. He then turns to me and says:

Jordan: Can I have the pen back?
Me: No. We're getting to the most important part of the mass.
Jordan: Actually, that was just a polite way of me saying, "Give me the pen again."

At which point I turned to him and gave him a high-five. Well played, Jordan. I swear, this kid amazes me!

WWJD

I know there are many reality show junkies out there. I am one myself. I have a few current obsessions but the one I look forward to the most is "The Bachelor." You might think it's because I'm a romantic. Or maybe to observe men and women's interactions with each other while in the pursuit of love. Well...you'd be wrong. I mean, I do enjoy the show (as horrible and overdone as it may be sometimes) and I do wish the best for the current bachelor, Jason. But my reasons for rushing to see the show are because I love one of the contestants on the show--Jillian.

Now, let me take a moment here to say that I am a very secure, heterosexual in a very happy relationship. So it's really more of that girly, "What's she wearing?," "Her hair's so cute," thing obsession.

I liked Jillian from the start. Sure her hot dog theory was a bit strange. I mean, grilling weiners in the kitchen so you can find out what condiments this guy likes...and that was the first night! But it worked. She stayed. And soon became one of the favorites.

So I watch to see what her hair looks like. I watch to see what outfit she chooses to wear on her last-minute, fancy dinner and private performance at the Disney Concert Hall and wonder if I can "create" this thrown-together look. I rewind and pause to see what kind of watch she's wearing. And I admit that I was a bit disappointe dot not see how she decorated her apartment on the hometown dates. But it's harmless fun!

My sister and I have even joked that in our little crazy obsession we could get those "WWJD" bracelets and it would be, "What Would Jillian Do," to help us through those tough decisions in our lives.

Have lunch at Shakey's? Jillian would so not do that.
Babysit her niece and nephew? Jillian would do that!
Get a cute scarf at Target? Jillian would do that!
Write a blog about your obsession with a reality-show chick? I think Jillian would disapprove.

So there's only a few more episodes left of the show. I guess this would be a good time to wean myself off of my little harmless obsession. I just hope Jillian, who's from Canada, stays on long enough for me to practice saying "abowwwt" the way they do in her hometown!