Cheetahs never…

The other morning, the boy was in the bathroom down the hall and the girl was keeping him company by sitting outside the closed door and chatting with him.  All of a sudden, she yelled down the hall “MOM! Brother says that there are cheetahs in Asia!! He is WRONG!”

I think about this for a second, and then yell back down, “Kid, there’s no cheetahs in Asia.  They’re only in Africa!”

He yells back (still in bathroom), “NO! There are cheetahs in Asia! They live in Iran!”

Still doubtful, I use my google-fu to learn that, well, shit, there ARE cheetahs in Iran.

“You’re right, actually! How did you know that?!” I asked him.

“‘Cause we’re learning about Asia and we just did a part on Iran,” he replies.

And all I can think is that I’m now living with someone who’s going to be an even more insufferable know-it-all than myself.

Worm Garden

I love my kids’ school.

The boy went to the school library and found a book about worms.  Apparently they have a whole shelf of worm books.

I note that the series title is “Keeping Minibeasts.” I wonder what else the series holds? Ladybugs? Praying Mantis?

Anyway-inside that book he saw this picture:

He ran back to his classroom after library time, book clutched in hand, and told his teacher excitedly, “I HAVE to talk to Mr. Adam about this!” A meeting with Mr. Adam (school handyman of sorts) was arranged, and they discussed dimensions and materials.  The boy told Mr. Adam, “Don’t worry about the soil and the worms.  We’ve got that covered.”

And then Mr. Adam returned a short while later with this:

And now all the kids have an earthworm garden to enjoy! Way to go, little guy! And big thanks to the school for supporting and encouraging curiosity and exploration like this.