I am not an idiot by any means but if anything requires technical thinking whatsoever, I play dead pretty much because I have no idea what the hell is going on. One night we were taking a walk and William pointed to the telephone wires overhead and asked me what the were. I told him. He said, "What do they do?" I hemmed and hawed and Chris did not come to my rescue. Screw him. With great confidence I said, "They are magic." That is my explanation for most science based things. In just a couple more years I can pull the ol' teacher trick when I don't know the answer. "You know what, William? That's a terrific question. You find the answer on your own and come report back and I'll give you an extra cookie in your lunch." or something like that. Thank God for Google. He'll be our very good friend in this house when daddy is at the firehouse and the kids are doing science homework. I must have been absent the day they taught science.
Lately there has been a great interest in lava in our house. William turns everything into fireball shooter and all the fireballs he shoots at Drew have lava tails. We spent quite a bit of time on YouTube watching volcanos and lava flowing. I'm thrilled they have such interests. I have to admit, though, that I sat there sweating a little that someone was going to say, "Mommy, why exactly does it do that?" Since I can't really say, "Well, God is pissed so he spews liquid fire into the air" I think it's clearly time I brush up on the basics. In the meantime, I'm totally going to use this explanation. Then we'll make one which will back up my explanation and they'll think I'm a freaking science genius.
Courtesy of Fake Science