Typical Nathan

I was called to repentance by my good friend Terina to actually use this blog to document my family's life and anything that comes to mind.
Today I'll give you an insight in Nathan's innate sense of humor, though he doesn't think himself a funny guy, you'll see why.
Last night after Don came home with his new toy (see previous post), the children gathered around him of course. Dad is sooooo cool. To avoid the crush of the awed crowd, he perched himself on the counter with Céleste at his side because and I quote: "I'm too short to look!" when she would push her brothers out of her way. So I'm making quesadillas (I am definitely experimenting with Mexican cuisine these days-"rice & beans, and beans & rice", it's economical, nutritious and filling) while they are enjoying becoming familiar with the gadget while dinner is getting warm. Once that's done everybody came around the table after much encouragement and eventually threats! It's was past 20h30 on a school night and I was hungry. When Don finally came down he complained of a bit of a backache and a "knife-stabbing" pain down his leg.
From the other side of the table quips Nathan: "Wwell it's because you were hunched over your phone for a long time, and if it's hurting like a knife stabbing in your leg, it won't hurt next time you hit yourself with a knife, because you already know how it feels!"
How can you not laugh at such logic! Even Don couldn't help it. This is the kind of humor Nathan displays quite regularly. I asked him if he meant to be funny. "Oh no, that's not funny to hurt!
"C'est pas rigolo" was his motto as a toddler because he took things so literally. He is starting to get word puns and make some of his own, however they are never as funny as when he is telling us like it is.
He is our very square peg in a very round family. It's black or white, the rules are the rules whether you are 2 or 92.
Nathan is the one who decided in Kindergarten that he would make the lunches the night before as to not be pressed for time in the morning to be on time for school. He agonizes when Joseph is behing schedule or when Thomas won't hurry to leave for school even though he (Nathan) doesn't have to leave at the same time for another hour. He is the one who will tell his brothers to do their homework before playing because that way they interrupt themselves to do it later.
I don't know what he wants to become, we keep thinking law enforcement, but I not so sure anymore, it is such a dangerous field. He has a wonderful sense of color and sells himself too short in his artistic abilities, he is so hard on himself.
His name means "gift of God", little did I know how true that would be. As any mother knows I don't have a favorite child, it's just that I find myself relying on him and appreciating his efforts to consciously make my life better and easier. He is very observant and attuned to how people feel. He helps me a lot. Thank you Nathan for choosing to be a part of our family to grow up in. Je t'aime. Maman