It’s snowing in Seattle today, a rare event that causes an odd mixture of excitement and panic among residents. Young residents like my eleven-year-old were hoping for a more impressive downfall, but alas, we mostly got streets full of splattery slush. It’s still coming down, though, so maybe there’s hope for snowy fun tomorrow.
In the meantime, Little Bit can apply herself to learning more digits of pi.
My child has an unusual facility with numbers. I don’t just mean she’s good at math. I mean she easily remembers strings of numbers that no one else would recall, and she remembers them over long periods of time.
A typical conversation:
Tigger (my teenager): Mom, I need more money on my lunch account.
Me (writing check): Okay, what’s your student number?
Me: Do I have to ask your sister?
Little Bit: 9450281 (or whatever the heck the number is)
Me: How do you remember that? It’s not even *your* student number.
Little Bit: (shrugs)
In LB’s 5th grade class, the kids are numbered from 1 to 25 (or however many are in the class—I can’t even remember that number). Their numbers change every year as some kids leave and new kids come in. Not only does LB know the numbers of every kid in the class, she knows what every kid’s number was in 4th grade. And 3rd grade. And 2nd grade. It’s a little spooky.
So naturally, she has been memorizing digits of pi. You know, the number that begins 3.14159…? That’s as far as I know it. She’s up to 140 digits. This is her method: Study new digits in blocks of 10 or 20. Once memorized, spend a few days practicing, until they are solidly learned. Then add the next block of 10 or 20. How far will she go before she tires of this game? I don’t know. But it is safe to say this kid will never forget her locker combination.
In other news, it’s mid-January and I have so far kept my New Year’s resolution: throw out, give away, or otherwise dispose of at least one piece of useless crap that’s cluttering up my house every day in 2012. Actually, most days I dispose of far more than one piece of useless crap. This has resulted in a neat and tidy mudroom already. My office is my current target. Over the last few days I have chucked a pile of manuals for computers I no longer own and instructions for software from another era. Can I keep this up for an entire year? Yes, yes, I think I can. One of my friends on the devil facebook remarked that one could easily find 365 pieces of useless crap in a single junk drawer, and that crap should really be measured in pounds. Another friend noted that this is a leap year and I will have to find one additional piece of crap. As if that would be a problem for me. I assure you, it won’t.
And now I see the snow has stopped but the temperature is dropping, so there’s the hazard of icy roads to contend with. My plans for the evening include cocoa and part 3 of the John Adams miniseries. If I’m feeling daring, I may throw a shot of amaretto in my cocoa. That’s just how I roll.