I mean, like, I knew it, I guess, but it never really was something I genuinely noticed until today. We were sitting in the living room, watching TV, and apparently several of those movie channels have been playing Lord of the Rings marathons the last few days, and so he was flipping between all the movies, reciting lines and talking about Hobbits and how much he used to want to be either Aragorn or Legolas (can I just point out right now that my iPhone knows how to spell “hobbits,” “Aragorn,” and “Legolas”? It’s not yelling at me for making up words) and just nerding the fuck out and I just sat there the whole time like HOLY FUCK HE IS DO GODDAMN NERDY I CAN’T! Because I mean, he was such a jock in high school and a drunken douche in college and I just sort of *forgot* what a nerd he really is.
Then he asked my mom to get him one of the LOTR box sets that comes with the ring for Christmas.