Unbagging the Cats 1

Unbagging the Cats 1

Monday, September 26, 2011

At Home with the Smartypants Family

If you have dipped your toe more than once into the pool of blog posts that trickle from Val's life, you know that I am raising a family of nerds. They come by it honestly. You can't take the valedictorian out of Val. Unless you're the obstetrician, who took two new valedictorians out of Val. Hopefully.

Friday night, when most kids were out cruising around town, or pepping up a football game, or getting into minor trouble...my boys were home on the couch. Taking a pocket IQ test.

It all started when The Pony went to his room to search for a doggy DNA kit that the boys got for Christmas. They're kind of sciencey, my guys. They had neglected to soak it with dog spit from the black German Shepherd mix and send it off. So now their thoughts turned to the new puppy, and what she might look like when she grows up. The Pony found the IQ test next to the DNA kit.

There was a minor kerfuffle as Genius threatened The Pony that HE would be taking it first, so hand it over. The Pony was unfazed. He had already taken it when he got it. So Genius could IQ to his heart's content. But The Pony was going to monitor the test. Time it. Make sure Genius did not look up info on his phone.

I thought Genius was going to have a breakdown when I called him to supper in the middle of the test. "Hey, it's a timed test. Put it down, check the time, and resume when you are finished eating." Great Googley Moogley! It's not rocket science. Perhaps this inability to determine how to take a break from a timed test did not bode well for the final smarts tally.

When all was said and done, Genius reported that he had scored a 136. He wanted me to take it. Which I will, in my own good time. I told him so. But not before I reminded him that I had scored a 142 on the online test that we all took at Grandma's house after Christmas dinner a couple of years ago. That took a little starch out of him. Needlessly. It's not like these are reliable tests.

He might as well hitch his medical school wagon to a star if he wins a game of Operation.


Linda O'Connell said...

I took an online brain age test yesterday and my score ranged at age 47 until I had to shoot these little yellow stars. Suddenly my score shot up to 87...and that isn't even IQ.

Val Thevictorian said...

When my boys first go a Wii, they took the physical fitness test thingy. Genius was in his 80s, and The Pony in his 50s. After seeing that, I refused to take it.