Sometimes it seems like all of child development is tracking percentiles. For those uninitiated who don't normally think about the world in statistical rankings, a percentile tells you that your child measures higher than that percentage of peers in their age group. If your kid scores in the 60th percentile on a test, then they outperformed 60 out of every 100 children their age.
As the parent of young children, I live and breathe percentiles. Every pediatrician visit comes with a fresh batch of numbers: how my kids measure up in height, weight, and head circumference compared to their age-matched cohort. My husband loves percentiles. If he can't attend these appointments, he'll text me reminders to "get the stats," as if it’s a game. As a cool, chill parent (lol) I try not to obsess about numbers, but I'll confess that I was thrilled when our chunky baby clocked in at the 95th percentile for both height and weight. And of course my non-scientific estimate puts my daughter in the 99th percentile for general awesomeness.
Professionally, though, I try to limit my emotional investment in these numbers because, as a psychologist, I know they're not nearly as meaningful as we make them out to be. I spend considerable time in my practice trying to de-escalate parents’ percentile anxiety. Parents will fixate on a 37th percentile score buried in an otherwise unremarkable report, but the truth is the 37th percentile is solidly average. Of course our cultural tendency is to be hypercompetitive about development metrics. We want our kids to be the best, to excel, to function at levels higher than their peers. But this mindset is neither accurate nor helpful. As long as everything appears normal and intact, we're in good shape.
The truth is, the "average" range is wide, reflecting the totally normal variability that exists among humans. In most developmental domains, average—the sweet spot in the middle of the normal curve—is actually the optimal place to land, rather than at the statistical extremes. The "more is better" mentality doesn't apply. Take attention, for example: too little and you struggle to focus on anything; too much and you become hypervigilant and cognitively inflexible.
Plus, each isolated measurement represents just one tiny piece of a child's story. No single data point predicts future success; they're all imperfect estimators at best. Besides, the factors that actually predict long-term success—things like perseverance, creativity, and interpersonal skills—are largely unmeasurable and intangible anyway.
Finally, percentiles aren't set in stone. People change, develop, and grow in unexpected ways. Your child's score today is merely a snapshot in time, not a perfect predictor of their future capabilities. Add to this the reality of significant measurement error—particularly at the statistical extremes—and you realize that any percentile is simply a rough estimate of how someone stands relative to peers, and far from an absolute truth. Scores can shift from one assessment to the next due to nothing more than chance, testing conditions, or whether your kid had a good breakfast that morning.
So my personal and professional advice is to stop obsessing over the stats. When there's genuinely a developmental concern, it's usually obvious and doesn't require a percentile to identify. When there isn't a problem, getting fixated on the specific number is not just unnecessary, it's counterproductive.
***
Katie, it’s great that you warned readers not to focus to intently on percentiles that they hear about their children or students. II'm glad that you used your tests-and-measurements knowledge to explain the potential problems with interpreting percentiles. I fear too often people read anything lower than the 90th or 95th percentile as worrying. Yes, the 37th percentile is just fine. There is, as far as I know, only one place where all the children are above average—the imaginary area in Minnesota. And beside that, there are plenty of measure where one would want her child to be in terrifically low percentile…not learning to read, going to jail, becoming a smoker….