I went to a grad class with my mom that my mom yesterday

In this class, the grad kids have to teach one class about something having to do with the American Revolution while the undergrads (and other grads) take notes

One grad taught about the battle strategies and military tactics at all the battles between the Battle of Lexington and Concord all the way to Battle of Yorktown

I went and I took 4 pages of notes

4 pages of notes while a guy had a slideshow of dead white guys who were important to the battles and the strategy maps, and spoke the notes.

I haven't had to do that in 4 years!!

Somewhere in the middle of the guy explaining the Battle of Yorktown, my mom turned around and wrote little notes about Marquis de Lafayette on the side using her Sharpie pen, and I whispered "Chris, I swear to whatever God you believe in, if that Sharpie bled through my notes, you're gonna be more screwed than a ballerina whose recital starts in 5 seconds, but can't find her prosthetic legs!"

And then I looked up.

And my mom went "...Chill."

I forgot I was in college class for a second!!

When the PowerPoint started, my brain instantly kicked back into 7th Grade mode, and I thought my mom was this teacher's assistant who used to write in people's notes with Sharpie!!