Sometimes...

Sometimes, you're convinced that your kids don't know what on earth they're talking about. They seem to know nothing. Their thought processes seem to be way off. And you fight. And you argue. And you all but cry.

And when it's over, you start thinking. And you realize that maybe you're a lot farther off base than he ever was.

Thanks, Bart, for fighting with me. I'm beginning to see what you mean. It's hard to teach the old dog, but you may be on your way.