My gorgeous and clever son, Ross, makes me so proud. In his music and sound production studies he zaps me speechless with what he can come out with. Words that I'll probably never be able to understand (or spell without checking!). Polar patterns. Equilization. Anatomy and Construction of the Ear. Quantization. Psychoacoustics. Destructive Phasing Interference. And such like wordies. Pretty impressive. The only thing I know about ears is that if you don't stick your fingers in your lugholes enough, they get waxy - something that is to do with sound. Wax build up is down to the amount of sound level you're exposed to! (So THAT'S why my 2 boys needed extra scraping out over the years! Thank you, Ross, for at least educating your mother about something I do, partly, understand).
So then, why with such knowledge and musical talent (and he's got highers and everyfink) could he not manage to work out how to turn up and shorten the sleeves of his shirt and button them smooth for his night out last night? Both sleeves looked like a ra-ra skirt I once wore in the 80's. God, origami would have been easier than the state he left the sleeves in!
"It's true then, that there's some things only mothers can do!"
he exclaimed after I saved him the struggle.
And the problem was sorted as shown. Not quite equiliberryhearypolarpattycake stuff - but it's not that difficult. Surely..?