Monday, December 13, 2010
The other night I recorded a debate between Oldest Boy and Middle Boy. It was an impromptu debate...standing at the island in my kitchen...on something to do with Calculus.
I say "something", because I have no idea what they were talking about. I mean no idea. They might as well be debating in Japanese...oh wait...they both speak Japanese...and I don't.
Everyone knows that teenagers always ASSUME they are smarter than their parents, but what happens when they really are? Do you acknowledge their mathematical prowess, or just nod your head and say "Sounds about right to me" when they ask you a question from their Physics class.
Of course, I'm glad that God gave these kids some decent brain power...they will end up supporting us I'm sure, (just looked at the 401k, yipes!)...I'm very grateful for that.
But when do I cave and tell them "You've got me on that one, kid." and more importantly...
Why doesn't "smart" = "the ability to see dirty clothes laying all over a bedroom floor" ?
Posted by One Girl in a House of Men at 4:10 AM