Too Much Info

Sometimes my little Carter just drives me crazy. He is this little sponge, that wants to know everything about everything and everyone. He just lerks around waiting to hear some piece of information, to store for later questioning. He is extremly smart, and he knows it. He wants to be the smartest. When Carson told him today that he was NOT the smartest in the fourth grade, he reappeared with a certificate from last year declaring him to have the highest test scores of the grade. That kind of annoying. I tried to tell him not to be that way at school, without crushing his desire to want to learn. Such a hard thing. Well he informs me today that he knows how to shut off the water to the sinks from the basement. I just stood there, milling that over in my mind. To figure that piece of information out, he had to have been in the furnace room, messing with things, and then coming upstairs to see what it did. What a weirdo!!! I am very curious to see what this kid does with all these smarts. Hopefully he pays for me a nice retirement, IN THE LOONEY BIN!!! Oy!