Although I'm paying dearly (well actually, it's my other half that's paying dearly - and I SO appreciate all his support - in every possible way) to be in school full-time to gain some more education, I find that I actually get the bulk of my important "life" learning - for free - from my children.
Last night as we drove into town, Banshee rhymed off the fact that she knew our home phone number; my cell number; Daddy's cell number; Teen's cell number; Daddy's work number; our address (complete with postal code and galaxy (the Milky Way in case you're wondering)); her full name; everyone else's full names and her birthday. At the end of it all, she stated that it was good to know this stuff and that lots of kids didn't know that information.
Then she asked me if *I* knew why it was good to know. I said that it was important personal facts.
Apparently that wasn't the correct answer because there was an awkward silence, you know, the type of silence that screams out, "You're an idiot!".
Then she asked me again if I knew why it was good to know.
So . . . do YOU know?! Do you have any idea, why, according to Banshee, it's good to know your personal information?
"Because if you were in Australia and Daddy was in Africa and Teen was in Mexico and Grammy and Granddaddy were in the hospital in Montana (for real - Montana) and Imp and I missed the bus after school; then we'd know where to walk. That would be really smart of me, right?"
~Banshee, February 14, 2012~
Right. Because you know how often THAT scenario would take place.
Can't mess with that logic, now can you?
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