My sister asked me why I brought my kid to the hospital.. and I told her what happened..
I told her that my kid is 5 years old... and I ran battery of tests, to see what he can do...
He read a pretty large children's book, he can spell, and he can comprehend...
He drove a power wheels jeep just like an adult would drive a real jeep on the road... he lifted a 50 pound sledge hammer and knocked a hole in a wood board with it...
My right arm all bruised up really bad from him pounding on it...
He's not supposed to read, spell or comprehend very well...
He's not supposed to pay attention and do a good job at driving.
He's not supposed to be strong enough to pick up a huge sledge hammer and knock a hole in something with it...
He's not supposed to leave bad bruises on a 100 pound small woman, much less on a 230 pound man...
He needs to go to the hospital, because its my experience that he's got something other than a quite a few gifts.
And I need to know about this superman business... because I'm superman, and you know about me, right ?
lol
I told her that my kid is 5 years old... and I ran battery of tests, to see what he can do...
He read a pretty large children's book, he can spell, and he can comprehend...
He drove a power wheels jeep just like an adult would drive a real jeep on the road... he lifted a 50 pound sledge hammer and knocked a hole in a wood board with it...
My right arm all bruised up really bad from him pounding on it...
He's not supposed to read, spell or comprehend very well...
He's not supposed to pay attention and do a good job at driving.
He's not supposed to be strong enough to pick up a huge sledge hammer and knock a hole in something with it...
He's not supposed to leave bad bruises on a 100 pound small woman, much less on a 230 pound man...
He needs to go to the hospital, because its my experience that he's got something other than a quite a few gifts.
And I need to know about this superman business... because I'm superman, and you know about me, right ?
lol
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