I have boys. Three boys. My oldest boy, Isaac, is in Kindergarten. A couple weeks ago they had “space week” so now Isaac is very interested in space. It’s all he talks about aside from video games. He loves talking about Venus, the hottest planet, where the surface temperature is around 800 degrees. And since Isaac is interested in space, it follows that Jonathan has also become recently fascinated with the subject, and often we’ll find them looking at a space book, with Isaac reading out loud lots of facts and bits of knowledge about certain planets, stars, and galaxies. These kids are brilliant I tell you.
The only problem when you have two young boys that are interested in space and planets is that sometimes they say things that are funny to their dork daddies. Oh, the facts and information about Mars and Mercury aren’t too terribly entertaining, but when Isaac starts talking about Uranus I can’t help but smile. I’ll readily admit that I’m an immature dork. I can live with that. But hearing your six year old tell you that Uranus is covered in a thick cloud of noxious gas is pretty darn funny. The best part is he doesn’t get it.
Last week Isaac brought home a library book from school all about Uranus. I just knew I’d get at least two blog posts from it. The first came from our visit to the doctor on Friday afternoon, and out of nowhere Jonathan asked Isaac a question that he just had to have answered right now.
“Isaac, does Uranus have gas?”
The author of the book is also an immature dork.
Page titles include:
“The Rings of Uranus”
My favorite quote from the book:
“Scientists discovered a layer of smog near the south pole of Uranus.”
I love being a dork.