Jinx!

March 31, 2011

There’s this little hyperactive kid in my mom’s second grade class who I love to death. He’s one of those kids who just genuinely has so much energy he often, literally,¬†¬†cannot control himself. He is forever moving, in one way or another, and has trouble concentrating. I feel for him. Probably because he outwardly manifests what goes on inside my brain a great deal of the time. Plus, I just have a soft spot for the kids who are considered more “difficult”.

Anyways, today I was at the school and he walked up to me, pointed in my face and said, “JINX!” I said, “Hey! Wait a minute! We didn’t even say the same word at the same time. You just walked up to me!” He shrugged, and agreed. He said, “Ok. When I count to three say ‘go’! One, two, three, GO!” I humored him and shouted go at the same time he did. He excitedly shouted, “JINX! You owe me a rootbeer!”

Hmmm. It used to be Coke when I was his age.

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