I don’t know what’s happening to Chloe.  I truly believe that she’s being taken over by aliens.  Between an acquaintance in school mentioning to a friend that she thought Chloe was “fashionable” (WTF?) and her announcement last night at dinner, she’s just not as familiar to me as she once was.

You’re all dying to know what that announcement was, I can sense it.  It had nothing to do with boys, or sex or music or TV, or YouTube videos.  Her declaration was as American as apple pie, but still shocking.  “I want to watch the Superbowl.  I think football might be cool.”

Frenchie dad thought at first she was talking about soccer.  Which would have been shocking enough.  I just burst out laughing.  I know, very supportive of me.  My husband told her she’d be watching it alone.  But she doesn’t care.  She needs to check it out for herself.  Just to allay our fears, we then asked her if she had any desire to become a cheerleader.  Fortunately, the aliens haven’t yet entirely possessed her.  To that question, her response was an emphatic, “NO!”  Phew.