Precocious Babies

Humor me while I tell you a "my grandson is brilliant" story. As you know, Boston is five, going on about fifteen. I called him yesterday and told him I had gotten the car washed and they had washed off all his drawings on the windows.

He asked if I had it washed because I wanted to remove the drawings or just because it was dirty. I thought that was rather insightful of him to make that distinction.

I reassured him that I was very sad to lose his drawings, and I only had it washed because it was filthy!

Oh, and to brag a little more: Boston has been tested at his new school and is reading at a second grade level. That's my boy!