That is why we kids exist, to prove our parents wrong. Not only that, but we also remember every time we do.
When I was 3 or 4, I pointed out the window to a power mill. "Sheep," I said.
"There are no sheep there," said my mom.
"Sheep!" I insisted.
She looked out the window. "Oh my! There ARE sheep!"
Just last month, I asked my mom to take a photo of me in my concert attire with my new SLR camera. "Press the button and it will autofocus," I told her.
"No it won't."
"Yes it will."
"I had a camera like this when I was your age and it didn't."
"I bet it wasn't digital."
"Noooo..."
"It will autofocus."
"No it won't!"
"Yes, actually it will!"
This went on for about fifteen minutes. My dad walks by and says, "just push the button."
Click. "Oh look!" my mom exclaims. "It autofocused!"