I've come to a realization. This is so hard for me say. I'm figuratively choking back tears.
My kids are not geniuses.
It's a sad day for any parent when reality strikes and they realize they are not raising the next Einstein or Mozart. I had a sneaking suspicion when Caitlynn was having difficulty learning her multiplication tables last year. I just chose not to believe it. Einstein could probably multiply circles around the kids in his class.
I also realized that Miles is not a music genius simply because he's past the starting age for writing symphonies. Mozart started at age 3. Miles is now 5 and has yet to produce any sort of melody. There's still hope, however, that he's a genius like Einstein or Will Hunting. We'll see how his first year of kindergarten pans out.
I know, I know... I think y'all are surprised too (that my kids are not geniuses). Don't get me wrong, here. They are smart. Caitlynn has a strange affinity for spelling. She's quite good at it. And she seems to remember minute details of events, but I don't expect her to be in the Math Club in high school. And that's OK.
But it's hard to come to terms with this. We, as parents, are told that our kids can have IQs of 150 and above if they don't watch TV, read all the time, and learn how to add/subtract before kindergarten (and don't go to public school). Yeah. That's a bunch of hogwash. Let the kids watch Spongebob and put the Leap Frog thing down. Maybe kids just need to be kids with out the pressure of performing at the top of their class.
The vast majority of children, including yours, are not geniuses. Here's a glass of water to help you swallow that piece of reality down. My advice (because it counts): Find out what they are good at and let them steer their own way.
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