"Mom, Mom!!! How many days until Christmas?!?!" asked the exuberant Mini-me.
I happen to know because of certain Christmas counters I've seen lately (one of them being my own at the bottom of my blog). I still turned it into a math lesson.
"Well, Christmas is on the 25th. Today is the tenth. You would subtract 10 from 25. So what is 25 minus 10?"
She thought for a minute and then her whole face took on circles. Her mouth formed a circle, her eyes became circles - "15 days!!!" And she bounced with glee.
I said, "Yes, roughly two weeks."
The glee stopped. The bouncing stopped. The bottom lip nearly pouted.
"Awwwww." she said almost mournfully.
I watched.
I waited.
"Oh. Wait!!" she brightened up considerably, "TWO Weeks?!?! Yay!!!!"
That was too much fun. It probably shouldn't have been, but it was.
I love my job.
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3 comments:
Sounds like our house!
Rosie is using stickers! :o)
:) When Scarlett was little, I used to measure time in Veggie Tales. To Grandma's house? Well, that's 3 Veggies. I don't know how I would communicate two weeks! :)
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