This morning when I went to get Jack from his crib I said, "Good morning, Little One, do you know how many weeks old you are today?" And this is what he did with his hand (see picture).
What's next? Long division? I started research today on local elementary schools with Gifted and Talented programs. Gotta get those applications out EARLY.
On the other end of the Gifted and Talented spectrum, his mother had to ask the next door neighbor to break into her house with a Blockbuster card (not the first time) after she locked her keys in the car (not the first time).
We balance each other out well. Kind of like a "yin-yang" thing.
