Just in case I've only been reporting on the endearing and awesome things my kids do, this just happened:
I have always given my kids a bit of a long leash. No more! I have taken one step closer towards helicopter parenting.
Isaac lied to me!
His class is currently reading The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe for school. Reading comprehension homework questions are now to be answered via class wiki, and he spent a couple hours yesterday and more than one hour today on it, which puzzled me. In the past, these questions are generally answerable in 1-2 sentences, and there are maybe 5 at most.
Of course, I asked him periodically if he needed help. Maybe he was having some trouble with the concept of a wiki? But he assured me over and over that he was struggling a bit figuring things out, but was fine. I wanted to respect his boundaries and have him learn on his own, but I just checked his screen to see what all the fuss was about.
Turns out he was just playing stupid stick figure flash games. He hasn't even finished the reading. ONE MILLION YEARS DUNGEON!!! Or in our case, he has to work right next to me until I can trust him again, which is worse because I haven't showered yet.