Jack and I were hiking last week and he kindly offered to tutor me in the art of coolness.
Jack: Mama, do you want me to teach you how to be cool? Because I am cool, and I could show you how to be cool.
Me: Is that something you can teach someone? It seems to me that you are cool or you’re not, and it’s not something that can be taught.
Jack: AAAAAHHH! Help me! My helmet is caught in a tree branch.
Me: Stop, I’ll pull you free.
Why was he wearing a helmet? No reason.
I never did get that lesson though.