Her name is Aristotle, and she has eyes, and ears, inside your child's bedroom
"What do you want to ask Google?" my wife asked our toddler after installing Google Home.
"Everything," he responded in the most casual and sincere way. Duh. Of course a young human with endless questions would have endless queries for an internet service with endless answers.
But over the course of dinner, as he did his best to yell to the machine, "Okay, Google, how fast do lions run?" and "Okay, Google, how far is our moon?" I realized its flaw: Google's voice assistant understood me perfectly, thanks to endless waves of machine learning from adults asking it questions everyday. And yet it couldn't understand a single question asked by the young, less articulated voice of my son. "Sorry, I can't help with that, yet," Google said.
"She doesn't help!" he lamented with a frown.