I was up early this  morning doing some programming. When my youngest son woke up, he saw the light and came upstairs to say good morning.

“Good morning,” I said. “Sleep well?”

“Yep.” He looked at my computer screen, which was filled with windows of code. “What are you working on?”

“That’s programming code.” I said. “It’s called PHP, and it’s what I write in to develop databases for my clients.”

“Code?” He looked closer. “It’s a really big code.”

“No, it’s not a code,” I said. “It’s just code. It’s what I use to make software.”

He stepped back from my desk. “You write in code? Why? Can’t you just use regular words?”

“I do, but they’re, um, words in a different language. It’s instructions for the computer to do what I want.”

“The instructions have to be in a code that’s in a different language?”

I sighed. Early mornings are not designed for teaching moments.  “Yep,” I said. “That’s about right.”

“Wow. That’s hard.”

Who’s on first? I just can’t remember.

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