Awhile back I wrote about my son's classmate Patrick who was featured in a news story. He was playing violin onstage with an adult orchestra. He can play the violin and hula hoop at the same time. Well, he's done it again. There were pictures of him in the paper after he finished third out of 120 in a kids' triathalon.

My son can't even ride a bike...he never had any interest. I began to wonder if my kids even knew the meaning of the word.  To prove how inferior my kids are (thanks to me of course), I asked them if they knew what a triathalon was. My Stephanie thinks it has something to do with ghosts. I told her it was a race during which the contestants swam, biked, and ran. She said, "Let me get this straight.....you're on a bike in the water, and you pretend to be running?"  I think I've made my case.