So one can imagine my surprise to find that this is not at all the case. To me the very word cosmos invokes images of highly scientific things which my average intelligence is fully prepared to not understand. So a few years back as sort of an experiment I borrowed the 1980 PBS documentary Cosmos: A Personal Voyage from the library just to see what sort of reception it would get in my house, fully expecting him to lose interest after about twenty minutes. To my great surprise however, it was a resounding success not only did my kiddo faithfully watch every episode, he cried when the thirteen-hour series was over. A bit of an armchair naturalist myself, I’m not entirely sure where he inherited the science gene, but it makes me happy and proud. I have a kid who is into science. I mean, REALLY into science. Instead of cartoons or other more kid-friendly fare, my guy enjoys documentaries. As we near adolescence I’ve come to accept this as part of his journey to adulthood, but to be quite frank his taste in things nonfiction is not a new development this kid has been watching nature and science shows for years.
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