Me (peering out the window): "Wow, it's really windy outside."
M.O.M. (in bed, reading a book): "Yeah, it sounds scary."
Me (crawling into bed next to her): "I don't remember it sounding this bad during Sandy."
- a few seconds of silence -
M.O.M. (putting her book down): "What is wind?"
Me (laughing): "What?"
M.O.M. (laughing as well): "No, seriously. What is wind?"
Me (still laughing while sitting up): "What are you 4 years old?"
M.O.M.: "Why? Do you know the answer?"
Me: "Well, uhm, not like the precise answer. But isn't it like the movement of air through currents and slip streams caused by the rotation of the Earth?"
M.O.M.: "You don't sound like you know what you're talking about."
- a few seconds of silence -
Me (getting up from bed): "I'm going to go look it up. Because, knowing him, he's going to ask me a million questions about the wind tomorrow."
M.O.M.: "I don't understand how we're responsible for raising two children and we don't even know what wind is."
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