As a child, I always had many books. That was my main babysitter to keep me from bothering my parents too much. I was inquisitive to a fault. We spent a lot of time at the library. Too bad we didn’t have PCs and Google then. It would have made my parents lives much easier. I didn’t want the simple explanations. I wanted the whole doctoral paper, in depth. On things mechanical and mathematical, my father could hold his own. On things historical my mother did pretty well. It was the sciences that floored them and left them out of their depth. When I was ten, I got a very thick Audubon bird book for Christmas. I still have it, though the poor thing is falling apart. All because I asked, “What kind of bird is that?”, “What does it eat?”, “What family and genus does it belong to?”, etc. This type of questioning seemed like it was 24/7 to my flailing parents. I was fortunate I didn’t get the mother’s curse. You know… “Wait until you have kids!” My kids were pretty good. Though my daughter ran circles in math on me. :o)
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