Some days I feel like a total imposter, faking my way
through everything. Hoping my kids don’t discover that they can probably school
me in a timed race of multiplication facts. Coaching courtside, praying they
don’t ask me to demonstrate a lay-up. Wishing I wasn’t the only willing pitcher.
And since poor pitching allows for little batting and fielding, the game is
usually over before it begins.
through everything. Hoping my kids don’t discover that they can probably school
me in a timed race of multiplication facts. Coaching courtside, praying they
don’t ask me to demonstrate a lay-up. Wishing I wasn’t the only willing pitcher.
And since poor pitching allows for little batting and fielding, the game is
usually over before it begins.
But then there those occasional days when I feel like an
absolute genius.
absolute genius.
Today was such a day.
Our local radio station airs a daily trivia question that
anyone with access to a search engine could answer correctly. Today, without
the assistance of Google, we called with the correct answer and won a 2 liter
bottle of Coke.
anyone with access to a search engine could answer correctly. Today, without
the assistance of Google, we called with the correct answer and won a 2 liter
bottle of Coke.
My kids think I’m a genius.
On the way to school we did a little home-school. Technically,
it was probably car-school. In an attempt to stifle the nagging questions of
why we don’t own all manner of motorized outdoor toys, I found myself lecturing
on the concept of a home mortgage to my captive classroom. Surprisingly they
listened with rapt attention. I suspect they were less interested in the 30
year pay-back and more fascinated by the fact that banks “give” people money.
Unfortunately car-school ended before I got to the part about paying back with
interest.
it was probably car-school. In an attempt to stifle the nagging questions of
why we don’t own all manner of motorized outdoor toys, I found myself lecturing
on the concept of a home mortgage to my captive classroom. Surprisingly they
listened with rapt attention. I suspect they were less interested in the 30
year pay-back and more fascinated by the fact that banks “give” people money.
Unfortunately car-school ended before I got to the part about paying back with
interest.
But on the upside, I sounded like a genius.
Later, during a fierce round of UNO I found myself explaining
to my six-year-old why playing a wild-card on a green-card to “change” the
color to green wasn’t a winning strategy. Though I thought my tidy explanation
was a stroke of genius, it was without effect. He was oblivious, and we let him
play his wild on green and change the color to green.
to my six-year-old why playing a wild-card on a green-card to “change” the
color to green wasn’t a winning strategy. Though I thought my tidy explanation
was a stroke of genius, it was without effect. He was oblivious, and we let him
play his wild on green and change the color to green.
I let him feel like the genius.
As the supper hour drew near I was whipping up some soup
that called for a pound of sliced mushrooms. Problem was I bought whole
mushrooms. Slicing that many mushrooms would take far too long. My hungry brood
was already clamoring for food and I was long past abandoning the meal plan.
What was I to do?
that called for a pound of sliced mushrooms. Problem was I bought whole
mushrooms. Slicing that many mushrooms would take far too long. My hungry brood
was already clamoring for food and I was long past abandoning the meal plan.
What was I to do?
And then, as if it was a revelation from God, I retrieved my
egg slicer from the depths of the utensil drawer and sliced those mushrooms in
under two minutes! Booyah!
egg slicer from the depths of the utensil drawer and sliced those mushrooms in
under two minutes! Booyah!
I am a genius.
What’s your stroke of genius?
I'm too mesmerized by your strokes of genius to think of one of my own :)! I am SO grateful for moments I feel I can "teach" my kids something b/n the humbling moments of realizing I need their help to figure out the fractions for my recipe or how to preset the stations in the new van …