My second son, Huston, is almost nine. He's very quiet unless he's only talking to one person, and then he's full of things to say. His teacher sent me a note that says he loves to share his thoughts during class discussions, which surprised me until I thought about the fact that they also sent home a note asking for permission to test him for "gifted". I think he talks more now just in case he says something smart enough that someone will ask him about that particular note. Ugh. Smart kids.
Here is the talk we had this evening:
Huston: Did you know that 89% of the world looks the way it does because of man?
Me: No. Wait, you know what percent means?
Huston: It does. I read it.
Me: Hmmm...I find that hard to believe.
Huston: I read it. Do you know what that means?
Me: Um....pollution?
Huston: No. It means that only 21% is because of women.
Me: Wait, wait, wait...back up. Where did you read this?
Huston: In the dictionary.
Me: Was there a picture of Jeff Foxworthy on the front?
Huston: ...
Me: Ok, first of all, your math is off, kiddo. Secondly, I am not sure it meant that, exactly.
Huston: It said it. In the dictionary. :::rolls his eyes and remembers why he doesn't talk to people:::
Me: I think "man" in this context means the species, not the gender.
Huston: You can't talk over my head, mom. I'm gifted.
Me: You screwed up the math, son. Just sayin'.
Huston: So how did humans change 89% of the world. I find that hard to believe.
Me: Didn't I say that earlier? Um...pollution?
Huston: Pollution can't be the answer to every question.
Me: It can if you're a democrat.
Huston: :::wonders if he can fake autism on the gifted test:::
