Last night Archer came out of his bedroom about twenty minutes before lights out. "Um, tomorrow we can buy me something to measure corners," he said.
"What do you need to measure, big man?" I asked.
"I just need to measure some right angles," he said. "And I can make angles with my hands."
"Where did you see these angles you need to measure? Was it in a workbook?"
"Yeah, in my workbook. We can just go buy me one tomorrow," he asserted hopefully.
Some kids are constantly demanding special food, special toys, special whatever. Archer asks for protractors.