Thursday, March 22, 2007

fun with math...

K is five now so her concerns have become more adult, more real, more life experience related. With kindergarten coming at her in a scant 6 months she's turned her mind to math and educational devices. What kind of educational devices you may wonder? Workbooks? Calculators? Flash cards? An Abacus?

No. Too simple. Too linear. Too normal.

She's using the grandma system, or rather grandmas. You haven't heard of the grandma system have you? No, of course you haven't and let me tell you why; it's a remarkable system of addition and subtraction K came up with all on her own in which she counts off the grandmas in her life (hers, mine and Mr K's) and then counts how many are dead and subtracts them.

Yes really.

No I am not joking.

But oddly it doesn't work with grandpas...

5 comments:

Oh, The Joys said...

Wow. The Dead Grandparents Subtraction Method. I like it. You should publish. Heh.

sybil law said...

Our kids are most definitely OUR kids, because mine does the SAME THING!!!! WTF?!
Our "uniqueness" (read: weirdness) must have rubbed off on them.
But on the other hand, great minds think alike!
Haha - oh I fear for our future... say, 11 years... shudder...

Bubblewench said...

OMG. That is hysterical, One Nana, Two Nana's, Three Nana's FOUR!!! OOPS, one's dead. That would be Three. Sounds like a possible Dr. Suessish type book.

Chadito said...

The interesting things here is her concept of death... what does she thing that death is? Do people just dissapear when they die? Of course the cute thing, versus the interesting thing, is that she does it at all.

CamiKaos said...

Chadito - This is what I find so interesting... and morbid. She seems to have a pretty firm grip on what death is, at least for a 5 year old. Maybe it comes from her obsession with Scooby Doo but we’ve had to explain cemeteries, crypts, mummies and zombies to great lengths. Add that to her interest in medical science and she is eerily well versed in the topic. I am still amazed she is so nonchalant about it. Maybe we're raising a little blond Wednesday Adams.