Earlier this evening, Aaron (my 8 year old) was asking his older brother for some help with his math homework. Daniel offered a strategy for solving the problem but Aaron wasn't sure that was the right way to do it. They went back and forth for a few minutes until at last I heard Daniel settle the issue once and for all with these words:
"Aaron, TRUST ME. I'm an 8th grader and I take algebra. "
Aaron didn't say another word. I mean, how could you argue with THAT?
I almost choked trying to stifle my laughter in the next room.
Oh, to have such confidence again!