Recently, my daughter has discovered Percy Jackson. This has led to a desire to learn Greek Mythology.
I have a confession.
When I moved from Connecticut to Utah, I had the opportunity to go into honors English in 10th grade. But to do that, I had to read a Greek Mythology book over the summer. And Greek Mythology scared the living daylights out of me. I think it was because the book had a dark cover with a foreboding marble statue. So I didn’t take the class.
And now I wish I had. Because sometimes I get Athena and Aphrodite confused. But luckily I have 3 kids and at least one of them is always correcting me.
(I may have told them that I confuse these two Goddesses because you have to be smart about who you fall in love with, which I think is a brilliant cover up, but my kids see through it and just think I’m old.)