Only he said, "Rue THIS day! RUE it!"
Let's just say it took me by surprise--totally knocked my socks off, actually, being as I've never heard him use the word RUE before in this lifetime.
I think it caught me off guard because I was making creamy pototo soup at the time and I was thinking it needed a little thickener.
Coincidentally, I was simultaneously thinking that I could really use a new sweet scent and since I only own four of the Rue 21 fragrances . . .
You see where I'm going with this? For a split second I thought my son was going to be the next prophet.
But then he told me he was plagiarizing iCarly.
Tonight he told us to "rue this day!" again, but I wasn't making soup or thinking about smelling sweeter so I'm pretty sure I jumped the gun on the prophet thing. Plus, after he told us to "rue this day!" he asked me "what does rue mean?"
I told him that to rue the day means to regret the day.
Then he asked me, "what is regret?" I didn't have my google dictionary at my fingertips so I told him "regret is . . . thick and . . . it smells sweet."
And then, and then, and then, I KID NOT, the most remarkable thing happened. He broke into a song. It was like a High School Musical moment.
No, it was more like a Mormon High School Musical moment because the song he broke into was Yoohoo-ooo Unto Je-eee-sus.
And he didn't just sing it, he BELTED it. And there was nothing pitchy about it. He was in tune and on key! Randy and Paula would have said "DUDE, you're in the dog pound now!"
But most stunning of all was that he knew the words. Every. Single. Word.
(Do you think maybe he still has a shot at that prophet gig?)
Anyways, that's not the only surprising thing that's happened this week. My twins had a field trip and guess what? They said they had the best sack lunch in the class.
HA! Take that, Hawaii!
Then the older twin checked out art books from the school library! Did you hear me? I said ART books. The kind of art books that teach you how to draw animals. And draw animals he did.
Rue the day his 3rd grade teacher told me he couldn't draw to save this life!
And Rue the day I said I thought Facebook was creepy. I've decided to eat my words about Facebook because, honestly, there is nothing creepy about being a fly on the wall of those you haven't laid eyeballs on in months. Flys are people too. And they have inquiring minds that want to know what their friends are saying to their other friends while they're off fraternizing with the honeybees in Utah.
Get it!? Honeybees? Utah? (Hardy har har).
And finally, rue the day I said I didn't have time to fall in lub with a bunch of teenage girlz.
What was I thinking? Tonight we had our first date, and ironically I wasn't the one falling.
But fo' reals, why would anyone NOT want to fall in lub with these girlz?
It's a done deal!