I know that most mothers probably think their children are brilliant, but I'm slightly concerned that my precocious (almost) four year old has a too-smart problem. This morning, she asked why the car had stopped.
"There is a stop sign, so we stopped to wait our turn."
"Oh."
"You can tell that you have to stop because of the stop sign, which is shaped like a circle, but has edges."
"Oh, you mean, like an octagon?"
Silence. Deep Breath.
"Yes, honey, precisely like an octagon. Where did you learn that?"
"I don't know, Mom. I'm a smart cookie."
Yes you are, darling.
