#one time a five year old asked me what the world was made of and i said ‘rocks and dirt and water and stuff’#and he said ‘no silly it’s made of atoms!! they’re so small we can’t even see them’#i’m never talking down to children again i’ve never been so thoroughly wrecked in my entire life

My little brother loves volcanoes right now, and I know a weird amount about them so he turns to me and asks “Do you know what Krakatoa is?” like with that tone of “No one has answered yes to this question yet.” So I slowly nod and am like “It doesn’t exist anymore.”

Cue the long, excited rant of my little brother chatting away about one of the most destructive volcanic eruptions ever because SOMEONE KNOWS.