Humility Via My 5-Year-Old

My wife is a genius. She is the kind of gal who I used to make fun when I was a kid because I was deep down very jealous. She has never gotten a grade less than an A. She is a 4.0 all the way through every level of school that she has experienced. She graduated top of her class in grad school. Needless to say, she is smart. Super smart. Off the chart smart. Mind like a steel trap smart. You get the picture...

There is a story that her Dad would always tell about her when she was very little, like 4 or 5 years old. She had a knack for the game of memory. You know that simple card game? She would destroy anyone who dared to challenge her genius.

Well, I discovered today that this gift has been passed on to our 5-year-old. When I got home he said, "Dad, let's play cards!" I was like, ok, I'll just go easy on the little guy and we'll have fun.

It was not fun.

I got worked. Destroyed. Systematically dismantled by my 5 year old son at the game of memory.

Twice. And I was actually trying.

Maybe I am a bit slow. I am open to this possibility. But come on!!!! He is in pre-school. I am in grad school. He can't tie his shoes. I can. He can't color inside the lines. I can. He can't wash his own hair. I can.

This list is simply for the boosting of my self-esteem.

I think I read about humility in the Bible somewhere... It hurts. Hurts bad.

**Update** - I guess I would get beat by a chimp too