Its kind of embarrassing when your kids are smarter than you. Yesterday a bird flew into our car and I let it out and said to Cyrus, "What kind of bird was that." He says, "It was blue." Then we decided it wasn't a bluebird, for the very scientific reason that it didn't have that thing on its head. Then Hannah looks at us like we are idiots and says, "It's a WESTERN bluebird."
Now we might have shrugged this off as a wild guess except, the other day we were hiking and Hannah says, "What kind of fern is that daddy?" and Cyrus responds with, "Uh, what fern?" So Hannah walks over and picks a piece of the fern that Cyrus couldn't see and checks out the roots and the leaves, even breaking off the root and examining the leaves closely. She then informs us, "That is a sword fern. You can see the hilts." What the heck are hilts? She then proceeded to inform us of the names of several things we would have called "pretty flowers" and "grass" and "ferns." She is smarter than us. Please don't laugh.
this is a funny picture the girls took with our new computer. I wonder how long till I'm one of those people who has to ask my kids how to turn on the computer. I am very afraid.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
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Those mad minutes are paying off! Don't worry Annie, even with an advanced degree I couldn't tell you the difference between a Western blue bird and a blue jay; except maybe for that thing on the jay's head. That is a jay with a crest, right?
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