Thespian........lesbian

Driving back from Shakka's Theatre group on Saturday morning, Tattoo man, Shakka & I were discussing the group.

I happened to say a some point (while sitting at a set of never changing lights & pondering Fish & Chips) that Shakka was indeed a Thespian.....

Quick as a flash & totally serious the voice in the back (cheap seats) of the SUV thundered, "that's not to be confused with Lesbian".........

Let's consider this voice belongs to a 9 year old!!

OK , there were a few seconds of silence followed by hysterical laughter & then my counter.
Lindsay Lohan (possibly not the best choice for a first answer, but current & relevant) is a Thespian, she is also a Lesbian.
Ellen DeGeneres, too. Then there's Rosie O'Donnell.
I have no recollection of how the conversation ended & I'm still asking myself 'why?'

Quotes from Shakka have a tendency to have me rolling in fits of laughter, she's way beyond her 9 years in thought, but I sometimes wish she wouldn't think out loud.

Later on that day we rolled into the parking lot of Kent, home hardware.
Whitesnakes 'Slide it in' is playing in the background.
Of course having heard it so many times I am quite happy to sing along & make no attempt to analyze the lyrics. Not so, Shakka!!
"Hmmm", she pondered, "that's a rather racy song." My reply was that I thought it was quite the perfect driving song. Here she comes again "I thought it was more Penisfect actually Mom"

HELP

When in Grade 2, Shakka was a lot less organised than of late, however showing signs of great mental ability.
As I discussed this with her teacher (Mrs Maher you are great) one afternoon at school end, we got to comparing Shakka with Einstein, scruffy in appearance & possibly not greatly organized, but intelligent, however, before we could finish the conversation, Shakka, standing within earshot, piped up "is that Frank Einstein".....end of conversation, hysterics!!

At the age of 5 (we had recently immigrated) Shakka accompanied me to the local printers to look through some brochures for address cards. At this point she was able to write, not very neatly, but legible. As I browsed, she wrote.
The result of this is as follows

'The sun fills my heart with joy, but sometimes my heart does not unfold'.

The printer shop owner couldn't believe her eyes & I'm still gobsmacked.
Just as recently as 1 month ago the next line was written, in the same manner, out of the blue.
Shakka walked through the kitchen asking for her 'poem' & announced she was going to write the next line.

At least I know that she can write great pieces whilst holding on to her fabulous & ever developing sense of humor.

Life with this child is somewhat frustrating at times, great fun & never fails to surprise me.
I just wish she would learn NOT think out loud!!