onight we went out to dinner. While we were standing in line, my son portioned out which family members would be the expert on any given subject.
"Randy is the expert on religion, philosophy, and guitars," he said, "I am the expert on math and physics, and you..." he looked at me for a moment, and I thought he was going to say, "writing" or "being a mom" or something. "You," he said, "Get everything else."
No, he's not Irish or Texan, he just flatters like he is :)