Gaussling’s kid, GK, made an interesting point. Last night we were assembling my father’s day gift in the living room. It is a battery powered electric lawn mower. Somewhere in the repartee that always accompanies such activities, my 15-year old pointed out that I was an … outlier. GK understood what this meant qualitatively and used the term properly. This was very amusing. With kids, sometimes you’ll get a glimpse of yourself that no mirror could ever show. For better or worse, GK’s right.

Hey Gauss: is this a robotic lawnmower? I have seen the robotic vacuum cleaner, really quite fun.
It’s a push mower with a rechargeable gold cart battery. I have to fire the neighborhood kid so I can mow the lawn.
I’m not surprised that GK used it properly, look at who raised her. By the way, there is NOOOO way she is 15 years old! I mean really, the last time I saw her she was knee high to a grasshopper – and that was just last week, right…
It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Yours just turned one I see. Congratulations!! How many more can you fit in your Manhattan apartment?
Congratulations. It must be the dream of a father to be so well understood!
Lovely story.
Thanks Claude. Parenthood is a real adventure.