For those of you that have been reading my blog for a while, you know the problems that I had gone through with my son. If you haven't been reading, you can read about it here and here. Well, apparently, just because he couldn't sit still and couldn't concentrate didn't mean that he didn't retain all of the information that was being fed to him.
This past Saturday, my sister, BIL and I took the kids shopping to use their Christmas gift cards. We stopped at a Mexican restaurant for lunch and The Boy started talking about the first time he had met a friend of my sisters two years ago. He said that they had stopped at Dollar General and my sister said that she remembered that they had stopped there but couldn't figure out for the life of her why because she never went to DG. The boy proceeded to tell her that they had stopped there to pick up some things for the office and then told her every single thing she had bought. Nothing notable; they were just things like paper clips and pencils, but he remembered them. I think that if we had let him go on, he probably could have told us the brand names of everything. My BIL jokingly called him "Rainman" and we all laughed.
The boy made a couple of other obscure comments throughout the day and we continued to laugh at them and call him Rainman but the best one came as we were walking through the Target parking lot. Here is how the conversation went:
The Boy: (singing) When your feeling low , lower than the floor. And you feel like you ain't got a chance. Don't make a move till your in the groove. And do the Peter Panda dance. Hop 3 times Like a kangaroo. (If your not familiar, these are part of the lyrics to the Peter Panda Dance that Vin Diesel sings in The Pacifier.)
The Youngest: Boy, how do you remember the words to that song? We haven't watched that in forever.
The Niece: (with a sigh and a shake of her head) Because he's the Weatherman! Gosh.