I'll teach you all the things you never knew... you're going back, back to school

I am officially in awe of my four year-old. I'll set the scene. We're having dinner last night and as brothers do... Seth called his brother a name. A trapezoid, actually. His mother speaks up for his wordless brother and calls Seth a rhombus. A discussion ensues between the four-year old and the NASA employee about what a rhombus is. “It's a diamond” says Seth. “No, its a kind of a skewed square” his mother retorts. I shut up, not really knowing what a rhombus is. Anyways... the debate goes on until Seth breaks into song. ”Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.“ OK, normalcy prevails... the four year-old is acting like a four year-old. Not quite. “Up above the world so high,” he sings, “Like a RHOMBUS in the sky.” He uses the right inflection on the word for emphasis and stares directly at his mother to make his point. Holy crap. Oh no you di-int!! Did I actually just witness this?

His über-competitive mother takes that as the gauntlet being thrown down and grabs her iPhone to Wikipedia the word.

It's a diamond. You, my dear, have just been schooled by your four year-old.

In the interest of fairness...it is also what she described. I guess. In my mind however, this will be remembered as an old-school smackdown. Advantage pre-schooler.

Headline from "Back to School" by Ace Frehley, 1989