Yesterday morning Campbell got stuck while trying to put his footie jammies back on. He came to me for help, and when I pointed out that his sleeve was inside out, he said, "Oh, it's inside out. You a genius, momom."
I nearly died laughing.
But then I realized that I've hit an interesting stage in my life. Campbell thinks I'm brilliant, but the girls, Ella in particular, have hit the age where they think I'm an idiot.
Maybe I average out to mediocre.