On Becoming a Person

John is super smart when it comes to a lot of things—computers, home maintenance, fixing things, siding and windows, video games, etc. etc.  He can be one of the smartest people ever.  

But… sometimes.  Yesterday morning before work/school, we were toasting up bagels for breakfast.  John always eats cream cheese on his bagel, and I know this.  So when he pulled the butter out of the refrigerator, I was confused, and I said, “You know that’s butter.”  He kind of looked at me but didn’t really respond.  So I watched him lavishly spread it all over his bagel and take a gigantic bite.  Then he looked at me, grimaced, and said, “Yuck!  This is butter!”  I had to make him a new bagel.

Last night, after dinner, he was doing the dishes.  Most of them were piled on the counter, but there were a few that did not fit and so they were still sitting on the stove.  Before I left the kitchen to start homework, I said, “Don’t forget about the ones on the stove.”  Ten minutes later, I say it again-- “Don’t forget about the ones on the stove.”  A few minutes later, he says he is finished with the dishes.  I glance at the stove and half of the dishes are still sitting on it.  When I mention this, John turns around and cries, “I didn’t know those were there!  You didn’t tell me!”  HAHA.

The last time we went to an Italian restaurant (Bravo—amazingly good!), John wanted to order chicken parmesan.  Before the waitress arrived we had it all set—I was going to order eggplant parmesan, and he was going to order chicken.  But when the waitress went to take our order, he told her that he wanted chicken alfredo (which he has never eaten before in his life).  This totally confused me, but I didn’t say anything about it at first, thinking maybe that he had changed his mind.  A few minutes later, I brought it up and said, “I thought you were going to get chicken parmesan.”  He said, “I am.”  I said, “You ordered alfredo.”  He said, “What?!  Why didn’t you say anything?”  Thankfully, the waitress came back and we were able to correct the order.

Seriously, I don’t know what he would do without me.  I’m not sure if he would even be able to survive anymore.