I’m sitting on the couch with Caleb, looking at a cool link Paul posted of a chess set made entirely of nuts and bolts and washers.
“Caleb,” I say, pointing to the screen, “check out this chess set!”
“Nice,” the kid says, using the tone of a sixteen year old looking at his first souped-up Chevy. “It’s made out of hardware!”
“You know what ‘hardware’ means?” I ask, surprised.
“Of course, Mom,” he says, eye roll implied. “It’s stuff that you can use to make a robot.”