Maybe My Child Is Gifted. Maybe Not. Maybe It Doesn't Matter.

Daniel, my first born, has always been an inquisitive little guy. He was more interested in babbling and listening to books being read than walking or climbing as a baby. As a toddler, his favorite thing to do was recite letters and numbers on flash cards. Now he's three, about to enter preschool and he'll tell you the difference between the Jurassic and Triassic period, knows what great white sharks eat and has very strong opinions about his favorite varieties of squid. He also refuses to wear pants 75 percent of the time. Roughly. Because, again, he's three.

I think he's brilliant because he's my child and every parent thinks their child is special in some way, right? Other people have commented on how intelligent he is or how he may be "advanced" and I can't help but feel a little... uncomfortable. Honestly just typing that makes me cringe a little bit. Here's the truth -- maybe he is, maybe he isn't, it doesn't really matter either way.

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