Who knew?

Erik was out tonight and so over dinner Alec and I were talking and I said ‘hey –did you know Hannah and Nathan are coming for Thanksgiving?” And Alec quipped back with “Yes, I did know that” (pause)  “well, I might have mostly known that” (pause) “mostly but not a lot I knew that” (pause) “nope…I sure didn’t know that”.

Glad we got that settled.

And now on to other scintillating dinner conversation…..

Are germs and bacteria the same thing? Why are some good and some bad?

Why are lungs spongy?

Are your throat and your airway the same? So when  I breathe out am I spitting out chunks for food?

How does Santa get all the toys in 1 bag? How big is it that it can fit all those toys?

Who helps Santa make all the toys? I thought there was no such things are elves? THEN WHO MAKES THE TOYS?

followed up with a side of….

I really don’t understand how he can make it around the world in one night.

With that one I stuffed my mouth full of food so I didn’t have to answer him.

Once done chewing, I announced that dinner was over and I whisked his half-eaten plate away. No battle of wills over cleaning his plate tonight. He wins. His clever strategy of asking too many questions until I want to stick a fork in my eye trumps my drive and determination to make him eat a well balance meal.

Game over.

Parent 0 /Child 1

It has occurred to me recently that I am my own worst enemy when it comes to his knowledge.  I had read somewhere in a couple studies that boys typically score lower than girls in reading these days. There are lots of theories about this but part of this revolves around the fact that there are mostly women teachers in the younger grades who solely read books about ‘feeling’s and ‘fluff’ and that some boys would become avid readers if given non-fiction read/hear. Boys like facts and reality. Make sense. Alec gravitates towards those books. So I bought more books of that genre. We read lots of nonfiction. The problems lies in the fact that I, being a girl, could careless about the facts and would prefer the fluff. But since I want to encourage him to enjoy reading, I am stuck having these conversations that drive me crazy. :)

Good thing I think he’s cute!