So I will drive myself crazy if I think of nothing but surgery and cancer between now and Friday, so we are going to lighten things up around here. This past weekend we had family dinner with Nick's mom and step-dad. We were all sitting around and somehow one of us mentioned what nerds we are. This is a common claim from this bunch. I guess Nick's mom had had enough of this "nerd" talk and finally spoke up. She needed to defend her precious babies. " Why on earth do you all call yourself nerds? You are perfectly normal!"
She didn't seem to find it odd or "nerdy" that we had been watching a marathon of "How It's Made", or that we followed it up with a game of Trivia Genius. Or the fact that we were a Group of four holding Math, Physics, Biology and Computer Science Degrees. Or that between us we have three university employees and one High School Math teacher. We pointed all these facts out, but Nana didn't seem to be swayed. So I thought I would put forward some incriminating evidence to support our self proclaimed nerd status. Which... even by trying to prevent evidence in this case may be proof enough that I am a full blooded nerd.
So let's see. Exhibit A. We will start with the oldest child:
So here is Nick's brother Chris on the cover of Leo Weekly talking about the Hacker space they have created, of which Chris is the president. So... he is sorta the KING of the nerds. (he is the one in the middle.) Here is a link to the article. Because seriously, it is pretty cool. Nerdy, but cool.
The middle child...who is summed up rather well in this picture.
The baby. Well... you can decide on her nerdiness for yourself
As for me, I may not have been born into this family of nerds, but I think I fit in rather well.
Of course, I am not sure Nicks mom will see it, even with the evidence I have provided. Because when it comes down to it, she raised this family of nerds. So they seem perfect in every way.
Especially Exhibit E:
This one has no chance. May as well go ahead and embrace it now.
Henry: "Mama, what are you even talking about. EVERYONE insists on wearing high top tennis shoes on the outside of footie pajamas while sitting in a baby's seat. COME ON.
Nana: "That's right baby. The is not a single nerdy thing about you. You are PERFECT!"
Mama: *eye roll*