We hosted our couples' Bible study Friday night.
Hubs was at school that night and I was upstairs putting Squirt to bed. Doug was sitting at the breakfast bar with our three oldest boys.
Something about the Y causes male conversations to drift into the sports arena quite often, and Doug asked the boys if they have a favorite baseball team.
When they answered no (which is a lie because we are ALL Cubs fans, it's mandatory in this house), Doug suggested that they should consider the Boston Red Sox because they have won two of the last five World Series.
Now, Hunter and I have been working on fractions in math.
He sat quiet and expressionless for a moment. He then turned to Doug and slowly and deliberately said, "Mr. S., I don't think they are trying hard enough."
That boy knows fractions!
Doug immediately sent a text to my hubby explaining the conversation.
Hubby immediately responded with, "Classic. He has high expectations. :) Try being his father...."