I had a sobering experience a couple of weeks ago.
I was conversing with my brother on our back patio as our kids were playing around in the yard. Odan was riding a tricycle around the table we were sitting at, as I nonchalantly talked about him. I started a sentence and had a slight pause as I was searching for the right words to continue, and Odan chimed in from the other side of the patio...
M: "He's a bit of a..."
O: "Fixer-upper!"
(Yes, the song from 'Frozen') It took me by surprise. Odan was way more observant and astute than I realized. And it suddenly occurred to me, what have I said about him when I thought he wasn't listening?
He rode over and I smiled at him joking,
M: "How did you know that's what I was going to say?"
O: "Wait, that's what you were going to say about me?"
I don't remember exactly how I played it off, but I made light of it and stopped talking about him immediately.
Ever since then, I haven't been writing down his 'Odanisms'. He's had a few good ones too (like when we were camping), but I haven't felt like I could publish them. And then when I think to put them on the blog just to store for memory's sake, I have forgotten them.
Once my mom-guilt subsides, perhaps I will be able to publish more of Odan's musings and one-liners.
