To build up Hurricane Hadley’s confidence, I often pretend to be dumber than I am and marvel when she gets the correct answer.
This strategy has backfired lately because she is now convinced I am stupid.
Hadley: I am smarter than you, Mommy.
Me: [Backpeddling] I don’t think so, dear.
Hadley: Well, I am.
Me: Oh yeah? What is 4 + 2?
Hadley: [Silence. Insert crickets chirping]
Me: Touché, my dear.