We spent the weekend at my parents’ house in celebration of my dad’s birthday. Dad decided that he wanted to spend part of the time watching a DVD of the moot court competition I won while in law school. (Old people have strange tastes.)

Tate wandered in and out of the room while the argument was on but spent a few minutes toward the end watching intently. At the end of the recording I asked Tate what she thought.

“Wow, Mom,” she said. “You USED to be really smart!”