I thought you were a doctor

When Dina and Abel were 2 and 3, they asked too many questions and I was easily over stimulated. I ended up setting a rule that they are only allowed to ask me three questions each per day and no talking to me while I drove. At first Dina would ask a whole bunch of silly, redundant questions right after each other and easily go through her 3 questions. At some point, it occurred to Abel to work together to ensure they get maximum knowledge from their combined six questions and he would screen her questions before they came to me. They were preschoolers with preschooler questions so I always had answers. 

8 yo Dina at the MN Children's Museum

I don’t remember how old Dina was but one day she asked me a (I think) technical question and I said “I don’t know.” To say she was appalled is an understatement. “YOU DON’T???” Up to this point in her life, mami was an all knowing being. I didn’t realize she had such high standards for me. I still don’t remember what the question was; I just hope I actually didn’t know the answer, that I wasn’t just being lazy. 

8 yo Dina at the Mpls Farmer's Market

Earlier this week, one of Amy’s friends threw up after school. Amy remembered that the last time she threw up, she did so on my bed. I remember that too. This got her thinking about the mechanism of action of throwing up, apparently. 

Amy: How do people throw up anyway?
Me: The food just comes out their mouth 
Amy: How?
Me: (already overstimulated from previous questions) I don’t know 
Amy: I thought you were a doctor 

Amy on her first visit to Minnesota

I proceeded to fully answer the question, not holding back on medical terminology. The questions kept coming. We eventually got home and she stopped asking questions.

6 yo Dina, I don't think I'm allowed to post 15 yo Dina

Back to Dina. As I have previously mentioned, I majored in math. I used to dream of the day my kids got to algebra+ so I could help them with their math homework. I don't really understand how school math works these days. They don't call it algebra 1, algebra 2, geometry, etc. So I still kinda don't know what math they are doing now. But they don't ask for help! Until one day, freshman Dina asked for math help. I have no idea what kind of math this is, but she's a freshman, I got this. But it took me a minute. Or 10. I eventually figured it out but she lost respect for my math abilities and has never asked for help again.