Today though, I felt happy for my limited math ability. Our son is in third grade, starting multiplication. I, me, the math hater actually explained some of it to him. My husband, the engineer, will always be the go to guy, but today he was at work and I put on my math cap and stepped up to the plate. The knowledge came flooding back and for a brief moment I was happy that I drudged through the times tables and slapped them in my long term memory (never to be used again, so I thought). Granted our son is only on the threes in his learning of the times tables but I helped and damn it it felt good. The knowledge rolled off my tongue like prose. It may not be what some people would consider a triumph but it was to me. Thanks multiplication you made my day a little better.
