Welcome To Our Dinner Table

No one in my family is afraid to talk. Dinnertime is rarely a silent affair for us. Sometimes our conversation is friendly; sometimes, informative; sometimes, silly.

Lately, due largely to Dad's current seminary study in the deep subject of apologetics, much of our conversation has taken on a rather intellectual tone, as in the following...

Peter: "Is the first day of summer the longest day of the year?"

Dad: "No." (pause) "Did you mean to ask, 'Does the first day of summer have the most hours of daylight?'"

(a brief explanation of scientific fact follows)

Peter: "Oh! I was asking about daylight."

Katie: "Yes, the first day of the summer has the most hours of daylight."

Peter: "Just as I thought!!"

Dad: "Ah! But here is the real question: do you know that 'a priori' or 'a posteriori'?"

I would relate the thorough expose Dad provided for our benefit, and the interested debate into which we enthusiastically entered. But I don't want you to think we're too weird. We're not, really; we're just slightly...atypical.