Being that our tinies are tortured with the truth of having two teachers attempting to raise them, we are admittedly known to try to disguise irrelevant lessons as table talk or even “fun”, making their sad, sad world look like an unintentional game of Junior Jeopardy because…well, because we are equal parts evil and nerdy I suppose. (I know. I need to find my off switch and quit my fact-pushing habit, or risk complete social isolation of both myself and my poor little scholastic victims.) So the other day the hubs (teaching torturer extraordinaire) was talking to our itty-bitty academics about the prefix “tri” and extended the discussion to examples. The kiddos were feeling accomplished as they presented us with the obligatory, “tri-angle”, “tri-cycle”, and so on, when the winning player chimed in with “try-ing”. With a chuckle of all-knowing wisdom I explained her inaccuracy, as “tri” is defined as “three” and this would become meaningless when paired with “ing”. Not surprisingly, deserving of the nickname “the-one-who-refuses-to-be-wrong”, justified her choice by stating, “Well, Mama is always TRYING to do too much by pretending she has THREE arms. So TRYING means use-ING THREE.” BAM! I quickly realized I’d lost this scholarly battle to the illogically logical streaming thoughts of my 6 year old and quickly changed the topic to princesses and superheroes. I learned my lesson.