Because I'm NOT.
This morning, I was cooking up some greens as a side to our breakfast of toast and eggs.
Johnny walks up and asks, "Mom, what are you cooking?"
Me: "Just some kale and tomatoes for breakfast."
Johnny: "Mmmh, I love kale! But Mom, isn't the one with the red stems chard, and not kale?"
Me: "Uh, yes. Yes, you're right, it's red chard, not kale."
Surely, every 7-year old loves kale, chard, and knows how to tell the difference between the two?
On a related note: Yesterday, I was serving soup, with a side of salad and buttered toast. All kids but one had to be bribed into finishing their soup by promising I would let them have more salad if they finished the "real" food first.
Later today, as we were sitting down to eat our breakfast, Johnny asks me: "Mom, is Babylon a good place, or a bad one?"
Me: "In the Bible, it is always symbolic of a bad place."
Johnny: "Because Dad will be preaching on Babylon in two weeks."
Me: "Really? How do you figure???"
Johnny: "Well, yesterday, he preached from Genesis 9. Since he preaches through the book of Genesis on Wednesday nights, and Genesis 11 talks about Babylon for the first time, it will be two weeks until he preaches about Babylon."
Indeed, he is right. Genesis 11 tells the story of the tower of Babel, which later became Babylon. Again, I wonder how many Christians are that familiar with their Bibles? These little people are like sponges - stuff goes in their heads, and it never leaves again.