Mar
5
One Two Five
Lex counts. For a long time it was just “one, two!” and that was enough. But not anymore. Holding up his fingers. Five. Pointing at his toes. Five.
His teacher at school wrote home that when she showed him numerals he recognized 1, 2 and 5. I felt sure he knew 3 and 4 too but just wasn’t saying. That same night he took apart his foam mat and brought me the cut-out 4. “Four! Four! Four! Four!”
That’s right. My little math whiz. Genius baby.
