Bless his now thirteen-year old heart, my Youngest reads with a a skeptical eye. His best friend J emailed him a paper which reflected the following information that J’s teacher had told the class: the Chinese army showed up at Tiananmen Square with guns but no ammunition. Youngest does not think this sounds reasonable and fires off an email to J’s teacher for clarification. Bear in mind, J goes to a different school and Youngest has never met, much less emailed, this unsuspecting and no doubt underpaid educator.
"Mom, I’m growing up to be just like you," he says proudly.
He mimes typing.
"I write email complaints."