Yesterday, Billy discovered that all the answers to his math worksheet are in the teacher’s manual. He could not understand why I wouldn’t just let him copy them down. Why in the world should he tax his little grey cells when all the answers were over there? It wasn’t deviousness, it was pure 6 year old logic: you want the answers, there they are, let me copy them. He failed to see the value in having me make him calculate what was left if you took 2 bananas away from a monkey who had 7.

He is too much like me.