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Midnight MusingsSaturday, November 12, 2011Evan the Scientist
In case you haven't noticed, Evan's not a baby anymore. Frankly, he hasn't been a baby in a long while. In August he started pre-K and his teacher has commented more than once that she doesn't think she's really teaching him anything, not because he's bad, but because he seems to already know everything they teach in pre-K. True, he went into the school year already able to read simple words by sounding them out if he didn't recognize them, but I'm sure it's more that he picks things up so quickly that it seems like he already knew it. In reality, it's more like he learned it instantly and the kid suffers no insecurities when it comes to his intelligence. If he knows it, he knows he knows it.
The above picture is from the banks of the Altamaha River in Appling County. We took a hike on the River Trail in the Moody Natural Area yesterday. The kid's a pretty good hiking companion. A bit slow, short legs and all, and you'll never see any major wildlife with is endless stream of chatter, but he'll walk for miles without complaining. If you're in our part of the world and haven't done Tavia's Trail and the River Trail in the Mood Natural Area, you're missing out. Speaking of hiking companions, this was Aidan's first hike. Evan's going to become a big brother in late March and he's probably the person in the family most excited about that prospect. I don't know how many conversations he's had with the girl so far. He even makes Kim talk in a squeaky voice so he can pretend the baby is talking back. Getting back to the kid's education level, his current plans for the future involve attending Stanford University where he plans on majoring in paleontology. Upon graduation, he expects to own his own museum with a nice restaurant inside. Other than genes, most of this can't be blamed on me. Stanford comes from a T-shirt his Uncle Sammy and Aunt Coo-Coo brought him from a trip out West a while back and a comment from me that Stanford is a good school. He's latched on and been telling people for two months now that he's going to Stanford. The paleontology is all him. He's obsessed with dinosaurs, even watches shows aimed at adults and grasps the basic concepts presented. I'm pretty sure he even learned the words paleontology and paleontologist on his own. The museum and restaurant thing are also all him. We took him to the Fernbank (above) because of his love of museums. The trip to Fernbank didn't create the love. Of course I may not have pushed him to love science, but I'm definitely not going to discourage it either. When time comes to actually start thinking about a real career path, I may steer him away from the true academic paths and more into the applications of math and science for the practical considerations of not being forever poor, but the more the kid likes science now, the better off he'll be later. ArchivesJune 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 July 2009 September 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 July 2010 October 2010 May 2011 November 2011 Subscribe to Comments [Atom] | ||