My uncle says that his son Jack, who is seven, is incredibly concerned with details and logistics. He needs to know all of the steps of what is going to happen and know that nothing in the plan will fail (sounds a bit like me...) This happened yesterday:

Susanna: "Yeah, Christine doesn't eat any meat."

Jack (7-year-old cousin): "No hot dogs?"

Me: "Nope!"

Jack: "Do you eat chicken?"

Me: "Nope!"

Jack: (pause) "Can you still come to my birthday party?"

Turns out that with the mere mention of me not eating meat, he was already concerned whether or not they would have food that I could eat at his birthday party...which is in a couple weeks. He spent the next minute talking to himself, being like, "We could have corn...I would eat corn. Yeah, we'll have corn."

I thought it was one of the sweetest, weirdest things I could imagine a child doing. Man, kids are the best. My family is the best, too.