I’m not sure if this is for good or ill, but at this point, I have precisely one guess as to McKay’s future occupation: British comedian.

At bedtime tonight, he wanted to show me how easily he could run and jump into his bed. I pointed out to him that this was a measure of how much he’s grown; when we’d gotten him that bed after our move to Canada, he was too short to hop into it. To illustrate, we went to his growth chart.

I pointed out the line closest to our move to BC, and he used his hand to approximate his current height. His hand was angling down from his head to his measurement three months ago, so I put my hand on his head to try to do a better job of marking his current height.

He playfully whacked my hand off his hair, and with perfect Eddie Izzard inflection (caution: audio rated R) said, “I can measure my own head, thank you.”

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