When I got home from work today my mom and dad are standing in the kitchen and the conversation is as follows:
Dad (in thick country accent): Hey Gabie, what is the gestational period of a squirrel?
Me: I don't know. Why would I know something like that?
Dad: I don't know, just thought you might. Well, maybe you can tell me the capitol of Alaska.
Me (Ashamed I did not know): ANCHORAGE!
Gabie (phone ringing): Let's see if Eric knows (anwers phone). Hey, what's the capitol of Alaska?
Gabie (to parents): Juneau.
Mom: That's what I thought.
Dad: That's what we thought.
Gabie (to eric): Do you know the gestational period of a squirrel?
Gabie: Me neither. He doesn't know.
Dad: Get on that computer and look it up for me.Gabie: Why didn't you just look in the encyclopedia?
Dad: I did, couldn't find it.
So, I looked it up and it varies, but approximately 40 days. I learned at least two things today when I got home from work so I'm not complaining. My dad asks me alot of very random questions thinking I will know the answer because I have a masters degree. About a month ago dad asked, "What's the melting point of copper?" I said, "I have no idea dad. Why would I know something like that?" He replied, "You went to college, I thought you might have learned that along the way." To which I reminded him, "I have a master's degree in Social Work dad. I don't remember learning the melting point of any metals in any of my social work classes."