So much for talking down to him....

Ben's new obsession is the clock tower on the college campus where Neil and I teach. Yesterday I indulged him in a quick clock tower drive-by on our way home from daycare. Here is a tidbit from our dinner conversation, in which Ben recounted this experience to his father:

Ben: We did not hear the bells.
Neil: You're right. Sometimes the bells don't ring for a long time. You would have to wait a long time to hear them.
Ben: They ring every hour, and only once on the half-hour.

Sheer Brag

I don't have much time right now (those quizzes aren't grading themselves), but I had to share this tidbit: This morning, over breakfast, Ben (a) sang much of "Supercallifrajilistickexpialidotious"* and (b) counted to ten in Turkish**.

* I'm not even going to bother to run spellcheck on this post.
** Fethiye, that one's for you! TeSekillar ederIm! (You can correct my spelling in a comment.)