...but mine really is.
Today in the car, I told Whitney that after one more sleep would be my birthday and we're going to go to see a movie called Tangled about a princess with very long hair.
"Uh, mom, I think its called Rapunzel" says Whitney. Like doi...
Oh, right, sorry.
I never told her that but she's seen plenty of movie trailers. I'm sure they mention her name. So I continued, "And two more sleeps after that will be Christmas!"
"And that is only 3 more sleeps, mom!"
"That's right..." I say, a little incredulously. "1 plus 2 is 3. How did you know that?"
"And I know that 3 plus 3 is 6. And I also know that 5 plus 5 is 10."
What....? So, thinking maybe she's just memorized these numbers from some Sesame Street game, I prod a little further.
"What is 1 plus 3?"
"4. And also 2 plus 2 is 4."
Anyway, I'm pretty sure we sat silently for the rest of the ride while I turned over and over in my mind whether I've ever seen her playing math games on pbskids.org. I came up with nothing. I do recall, though, Whitney and Rob sitting in the living room the other night. I wasn't listening to their conversation. But at some point Rob said to me, "did you hear what she just said? She just told me that 4 and 5 is 9." I was moderately amazed but figured it was just something she'd heard before.
Nope. Turns out my 3 year old is a genius.
4 comments:
I told her 2 more something and then 3 more after that when I was there and she told me "so 5 more?" like I was a dumby too, and apparently I am because I too assumed it was fluke lol
Well of course she's a math genius. Look at who her mutti and aunt are! It runs in the family.
She and all the other Porter math geniuses should start a club. Wait, no, because then I wouldn't be invited.
Brains and beauty!
Post a Comment