J, the Hilarious
I have to record a few things about my oldest son. His interests lately have been unusual, to say the least. Now, I should say that he has always had unusual interests — for instance, this is the boy who I once found intently searching the internet for all different types of thimbles. That’s right, thimbles. Why? Because the flea in A Bug’s Life stood on one in the bug circus. So….

Lately, one of his interests has been men’s formal wear. This was brought on by seeing the movie, Flushed Away, in which the main character, Roddy, is a well-attired mouse. J is now intent upon having his own tuxedo and is really hoping to get some brogues. An example of this interest is that he is examining all the shoes at his disposal to see if they could be worn with a tuxedo or not. He asks anyone he can get to listen to him — this means most of the men at church — what kind of shoes they have on. Also at church, when an man was passing us the wine instead of saying, “The peace of Christ be with you,” as he was supposed to, J leaned over to get his wine and whispered, asking the man, “Are you wearing a tuxedo?”. He wasn’t.

Another of his interests lately, besides being intensly interested in all aspects of Looney Toons, is his wanting to know about many old — and obscure — actors in Hollywood and how and when they died. He is always asking us if someone we have never heard of is “the late so-and-so or not the late so-and-so”.

Finally, the other night, as I was kissing him goodnight, he whispered to me, “Oh, Mom, I wish that you were Jennifer Love Hewitt”.

Miss Liz always tells me that I should write this stuff down because I couldn’t make it up. She is right. I couldn’t make it up if I tried. I mean really, that Jennifer Love Hewitt comment alone. Why he wants me to be her — I don’t want to know. He makes me laugh.