Bill and I were in our bedroom Sunday night watching the season finale of “Boardwalk Empire” when Margaret yells up to us from the living room:
Mar: Could you guys close your door? It's too loud and I'm trying to read.
Bill and I look at each other guiltily. Bill closes the door quietly and skulks back so we can finish our tv show.
Me: Sheesh. That kid knows how to make ya feel dumb, huh?
Then, today after picking Margaret up from school:
Mar: You know what I did at recess today?
Mar: I stayed in and read. My book is really good. You should read it.
Me: I’m really liking the Harry Potter book I’m reading.
Mar: (giving me a sad look) Uhh, OK.
Inside my head: Man, this kid sure can make me feel dumb.
In my defense, I am also reading “World War Z” which is a book about … uh, … zom ... uh, never mind. That kid can sure make me feel dumb.