When hanging out with a group of 3 and 4 year olds the Jr. VP is often the same size as those kids, and superficially looks and acts the same as them. It would be easy to think that Stinkboy is just a smallish and dumb 4-year-old instead of a the 2-year-old Übermensch that he really is. I hope that other people don’t think he is, er, simple. It’s nice that he can tell people that he’s two (and raise two fingers: his pointer and his little finger. Daddy taught him that one), but I’m not sure they always believe him, maybe assuming he doesn’t know his numbers. What they don’t realize is that he not only knows his numbers but knows them in two languages.
The CFO and I often have to remind ourselves that the Jr. VP is only two. He can look and act like such a big boy at times that you expect him to respond to things like a kindergartner. Sorry Stinkboy. Go ahead and be a two a year old. I’m sure when you’re really in kindergarten there’ll be times when I wish you were two. And probably times when I wish you were 25.
