I'll assume you are. So yesterday after I stuffed every last one of our Christmas cards into their envelopes--licked, sealed, and stamped-- I realized I'd totally forgotten to mention one of our areas of giftedness. I think it almost reaches savant status.
Our other kids reached this milestone at age 8, an impressive feat, but Abby has beaten them all.
At age 7. Not everyone can be gifted. We thought the Caribbean Cool was a nice beginner's scent and we like that Abby can dare to wear black.
So as you write your Christmas cards filled with tales of Straight A's, MENSA appointments, and movie contracts, don't forget the talent exhibited over in our neck of the woods. And if you think we're impressive in the dead of winter, come visit our kids on a scorching day in July. Give Abby a big hug and inhale the giftedness. She's known for losing her cool pretty frequently, but when she loses her Caribbean cool? Wow. Prepare to be blown away. Trust me, you don't want to be pitted against us because we've got you beat hands down. And hands up? Well, you just can't compete.
Yeah, I totally copied my friend Lisa. But she was just mentioning grades and community service and art awards and stuff. Nothing like TRUE talent.