Are you smarter than a 5th grader?
The letter F.
This isn’t a post about Emma’s 5th grade homework. But it is about Scott failing.
After school today, Emma told me they had a meteorologist from Kansas City’s KSHB 41 Action News talk to her class. The fifth grade is finishing up their weather unit.
Emma: And guess what? She said Gary Lezak works with her. He is the chief meteorologist. When she asked the class for questions, I told her that you interviewed Gary Lezak for your magazine!
Me: You did?! What did she say?
Emma: She asked which magazine and I told her Simply KC. And you’re a writer. She said that is cool.
Me: Aw, that’s fun! Hey Scott! Emma said that female meteorologist from Channel 41 came to their school. Emma told her I interviewed Gary. Isn’t that funny?
Scott: Which meteorologist?
Me: I assume that morning one. Really pretty. Hey, Emma! Did she say what time she wakes up in the morning?
Emma: She wakes up at 1:30 in the morning.
Me: Oh, yeah. It was her then.
Scott: Lindsey Anderson?!
Me: How do you remember her name?
Scott: Emma, is she really tall?
Me: How do you know she’s tall?
Scott: Here, I’ll pull up a picture. I don’t know. She seems like she would be tall.
Scott smiled at his phone.
Me: Hm, I never notice people’s height, I guess. Tall?
Scott: Here. Is this her, Emma? Daddy’s favorite forecast lady? The one I watch first thing in the morning? Sometimes twice.
Scott: Here, look. Lindsey Anderson.
Emma: Yeah, that’s her.
Scott: Yeah, my favorite. I wish I would have known that. I would have taken you lunch. See, look how much taller she is than everyone else standing with her. I knew it. She’s tall.
Emma: She’s really nice.
Scott: She seems like it.
Me: Give me your phone.
Me: Give it to me.
Scott: No. Why didn’t you tell me Emma was having a guest speaker today?
Me: I didn’t know that. I hear you watch the weather every morning but I didn’t know that you’re watching Lindsey Anderson.
Scott: I know when she repeats her outfits now.
Me: WHAT! Are you giddy?
Scott: She’s my new crush.
I’m married to a fifth grade boy.
And I’m tall too, Scott.