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Yesterday afternoon, I attempted to talk with the younger Free-Ride offspring about erosion. It would seem, from our conversation, that it is not just rocks that can erode -- recall of material learned in science class can also erode, as can patience.
The younger Free-Ride offspring seems to have developed a contrarian streak that's about a kilometer wide. I haven't given up hope that logic might be an effective antidote to it, but some days those heels dig in rather deep ...
Dr. Free-Ride: So, you went on a field trip today to a lagoon.
Younger offspring: Yeah, I went to [Name redacted] Creek and [Name redacted] Lagoon.
Although I swear that the Free-Ride offspring have not read the relevant
They don't just look younger - they actually are younger in comparison with you! Sorry!
"They keep getting younger every year" is what I've been telling myself for a number of years. This year's freshmen (most of them, anyway) weren't even born when Reagan rode off into the sunset.
I may have hit a limit on that, however: the daughter of one of my undergraduate classmates, whom I interviewed when she applied to my undergraduate alma mater this year, has just been accepted.
Heh, the picture I didn't get, which my students later related to me, was that while I was projecting Thalia's dark matter drawings up on the big screen and leading the discussion about them, she was perched up on a stool next to me looking pleased as punch that we were all talking about her drawings in class.
But thinking about dark matter must be hard, because the poor kid woke up this morning with a 103d fever...