My folks and I took the kids to the fancy new playground at their local elementary school. My parents’ town is flush in cash with all the tax money coming in from the million dollar condos. Jonah and Ian climbed on a spider web structure with a soft, space-age base. Dad marveled at the new take on the old jungle gym and the bouncy base. "When I was a kid, we had nothing but gravel under our jungle gyms."

Mom and Ian ran off to try other equipment, and Dad and I stood by watching Jonah hang from his legs from the spider web. Jonah told my dad about his plans for the week. "And then Dylan and me are going to set up our own Olympics."

"Dylan and I." I mumbled.

Dad said, "Why bother. Nobody is going to use grammar in the future. Some things are even sounding weird to me. Who says ‘It is I? anymore’"

Two PhDs watched the kid hang from his legs above us.

I told him that my babysitter can text while she’s asleep. He was impressed with that.

There’s been much discussion on the blog about the irrelevance of a traditional education. And I’m not sure how I should feel about it.