Jack crawled into our bed around 5AM today. Around 615, he wakes up, puts his face right up in front of mine and asks: “Daddy? Do peacocks have predators?” “Yes Jack, why do you ask?” “Because you’re a scientist, I thought you might know the answer.” Wiki taught me a lot about peacocks at 615AM… I still don’t know the answer to “why peacock predators when you just woke up?”

And the night gets more entertaining… I thought I was going to set off the smoke detector with the oil smoking in a pan. Crisis averted by adding food to the pan… Me: Jack, it’s ok. Crisis averted. Jack: How’d you do that? Me: I added some chicken to the pan. The food takes some of the heat out of the oil. Jack: Oh. How do you know that? Are you a scientist? Me: Actually Jack, yes. I am. Jack: Oh. Why didn’t you ever tell me that? But… but… but… I did?

And the night gets more entertaining… I thought I was going to set off the smoke detector with the oil smoking in a pan. Crisis averted by adding food to the pan… Me: Jack, it’s ok. Crisis averted. Jack: How’d you do that? Me: I added some chicken to the pan. The food takes some of the heat out of the oil. Jack: Oh. How do you know that? Are you a scientist? Me: Actually Jack, yes. I am. Jack: Oh. Why didn’t you ever tell me that? But… but… but… I did?