Smarty Pants

This weekend was a big weekend for the MOTR clan. We finished up the YMCA (extortion) Basketball season. And Ricardo took his GMAT. Ricardo has decided to get his Master's Degree, his MBA to be exact. And far be it from me to take the time to explain his every move, I mean, c'mon, this is about meeee. So, let me explain my take on Ricardo's adventures.

I have test anxiety. I wish I could say I HAD test anxiety, but even making a test up for my students tends to get me a bit anxious. I hate taking tests. HATE IT. Ask any professor, and it's a lot like setting up a blind date with me, they'll simply say, "Uh, well, she's got a great personality."

I mean really, problem solving to me at this juncture in my life would be something like:
Susie couldn't fall asleep last night because she was too wired from dropping a load of laundry, cleaning the kitchen, and prepping the coffee pot to brew on cue, then changing the laundry back, and while she's down there, wrapping the presents to mail out the next day before it's too late for arrival by Christmas. Then when she finally fell asleep and then Baby A tried to crawl into bed because of a nightmare. Susie got Baby A back to bed because all the books say never let a kid sleep with you. Then the dog wouldn't get out of the damned bed or even move over. After a physical grudge match Susie couldn't sleep. So Susie slept too late and had 15 minutes to wake up the kids, get Baby B showered, pour a cup of coffee, find a moment to drink it, fix the kids their lunch and double check their backpacks. She has to make baby A a bologna sandwich and forgot to ask baby B if he wanted a cold lunch or a hot lunch and since she's late, she didn't beat the parking lot frenzy so the whining and crying is overwhelming. The temperature is 10 below and there's 3" of ice on the ground. How soon can Susie let her kids out of the car without being reported and CPS calling...again.
A) While waiting at the left turn light, and just let them cross the traffic lane of oncoming traffic.
B) Answer A is appropriate because they have their snow boots on and should have plenty of traction to get across the street before a car comes.
C) Answer A is only appropriate if the light for oncoming traffic is a Red Light.
D) Go ahead and just let them walk to school today and call later to make sure they made it.
E). None of the above. Tell Susie to stop her whining and get her ass in the car. The kids can both have a hot lunch. Since Baby A woke her up last night, she doesn't get a shower nor her hair done or even clothes really. Susie knows that the most important thing about school parking lot traffic is to get there early, beat the rush. Baby A can get dressed and get her hair done in the minivan on the way there.

That, my friends, is an applicable problem-solving question. It's tricky. But apparently, not qualitative for a Business Standard Test.

Ricardo, apparently loved studying, loved taking the test and scored very high on it. Since he's all HUMBLE about it, I feel the need to brag for him. The man scored higher than 92% of his fellow GMAT victims. And, although he's not going to apply, he scored high enough to apply to HARVARD. Say what? I knew the guy was smart. I mean really, he DID marry MEEEEEEE. But still. I'm so proud of him. He's a wonderful father, fantastic husband, super son and brother. He can fix anything. And now we know, without a shadow of a doubt, he's a smarty pants!

I told the kids they could refer to Daddy as "Smarty Pants" for the day. They didn't really oblige, but with perfect timing and out of nowhere, Lucy challenged Smarty Pants. Just when you think you know everything, and that you can articulate it...

Lucy: "Why is there an L in the word half?"

And that's how we roll. Congrats, honey. We now have a grade for what I already knew deep in my heart, that you are absolutely brilliant.