Ever notice how your kid's parentage changes depending on what he or she is doing?
I got a call from Julie yesterday when I was at work which went along these lines.
"Hey, want to know what YOUR genius son got up to today?"
"I don't now..."
"He was microwaving drink boxes while I was doing laundry."
Of course, if he'd cracked the cold fusion formula, he'd be HER genius son.
I guess I'll have to postpone my Tin Lighting: Metal In The Microwave demonstration for a few more years...