Kids keep you on your toes...

Now to put my life in perspective... Please bear in mind that two, only two, days ago I had to try to explain how different variations on animals are bred i.e. How do we get black labs, or those freaky goldfish with bubble eyes. I did pretty good. He already understood the idea of DNA from a previous aneurysm inducing question.

So tonight. On the way home from the store he poses this challenge (keep in mind he's NINE):

Mom? How does the world turn around like that while we are in the store?

What you mean like why does the planet turn, and make day and night?

No. Mom when we left the house was on this side (right hand) now we are coming back and the world has flopped! Now its on THIS side (left side)

Oh.. Oh.. That'’s just the way you see it. It'’s what you perceive. The world didn'’t move, we are looking at it from a different direction.

I don'’t understand.

When we get to the house I'’ll explain.

(insert Jeopardy theme song here)

Ok. (We are standing in the livingroom next to his homework table) Imagine this table is our house

(looking at the table with something like disdain he says in a totally deadpan voice) hmpf kinda small.

SON!

Ok. Our house. Yeah.

Ok now imagine your room is Milledgeville.. Walk towards Milledgeville. What side is the table, or our house, on?

The Right.

Ok. Now Stop and pretend the kitchen is Macon. Walk toward Macon. Ok What side is the table on?

The left. Wow.

Exactly, the table didn'’t move. The direction YOU are going in changed. That made it look diffenent. You perceive it as having changed, when really only you did.

AND.. AND THEN.. As if that wasn't enough!

A few hours later just before bed:

Mom?

(sigh, I recognise the sound of that "mom?") Yes son?

Why is it ok (socially acceptable) for us to see a dog's vagina, you know while she's walking around and everything, but not a human's?

Because she's a dog. She doesn't have thumbs and so can't pull up pants. Now, go to bed. (insert the sound of utter intellectual weariness)