...My life couldn't get any better, the family Po came to visit.
The sun shined a little brighter, I smiled a little wider. Geeg and I laughed a little louder.
At one point, Miles was teasing Landon because his little brother likes Barney, the purple dinosaur.
I chose to defend Landon.
"Barney is cool," I said.
Landon smiled with satisfaction, and left, leaving me to fight this battle.
"No he's not," said Miles.
"Who's cooler," I challenged, "Barney or Phineas and Ferb?"
Miles: "Phineas and Ferb."
Pop: Who's cooler, Phineas and Ferb or Derek Jeter?"
Miles: "Derek Jeter." (no kidding....)
Pop: "Who's cooler, Derek Jeter or Miles Austin?"
Miles: Derek Jeter." (hmmm)
Pop: "Who's cooler, Derek Jeter or Pop?"
Miles: "Pop!" (really?)
Pop: "Who's cooler, Pop or Joe Jonas?"
Miles: "Pop." (WOW!)
Pop: "Who's cooler, Pop or................"
Before I could come up with another comparison, Miles responded.........."Pop."
My knees buckled, my heart fluttered, my lips quivered.
The implication of Miles' answer was that nobody I could name could possibly be cooler than yours truly.
Humbling.
Now, I know that's simply not true. Miles has a really cool brother, ultra cool parents, and aunts that define cool. Heckwis, Geeg is cooler than I am, when she's not being a teacher.
But it was so sweet of Miles to put me at the top of the list, even just for a moment. Or, maybe he was just trying to shut me up and end the silly game.
Maybe. Maybe not.
Thanks for visiting, family Po; we'll see you soon.
