Another thing: the little Torqueling loves mermaids. But for some reason, she can’t say the word. Instead of an M, she says a W, so it comes out like, “Worm-aid”. And she gets upset if you try to correct her, or laugh.
She wants to go play at her friend’s house because her friend has magic dust that’ll turn her into a wormaid.
I think you need long exposure to the placemats for it to work, Larry. And he can’t do it on a “regular” periodic table, without pictures, at least not yet. Maybe when he turns 3.
Wait, are you my time-traveling mother? When I was little, we had a record of kids’ songs, and for some reason, “What Do You Do With a Drunken Sailor” was on there. My mom was mortified when we were out on a walk and I started singing it at the top of my lungs.
Oh, I’ve been reading them. I’m mostly amused, although I did post one comment myself. It’s mostly one person being a dick, anyway. The one commenting on what a loser my husband is because he didn’t recognize hydrogen is cracking me up. Apparently this person must also believe that my husband thinks the correct chemical name for sodium is “finger.”
But it’s good to know that I am a pathetic loser exploiting my kid on the internet instead of teaching him something useful.
You were also on the b3ta.com links popular page (with mostly positive comments) but that site has some technical problems so I can’t find the exact link.