I looked at her quizzically. "Okay. What sentence?"
"First thing's first . . ."
That sounded like the lyrics to Iggy Azalea's song. "I'm a realist," I said.
"Good job, Mom! You got one right. Here's another. What's nine plus ten?"
"Nineteen," I answered, as any somewhat intelligent person would say.
"What do you mean, 'Wrong'? Ten plus nine is nineteen!"
She grinned at me, "You're stupid!"
"Excuse me?" I said. "I may be crazy, but I'm not stupid!"
"No, look Mom!" She pulled up a video on her iPod.
I just don't know what to say. First I learned this week that Christopher Columbus came to Canada in 1942 in a kayak called the Pina Colada. Now I'm told that ten plus nine equals twenty-one. Wow. Maybe I am stupid!