Consumed

Ravelympics continues to devour my free time, and there's an update (on the actual knitting, for a change) in today's post over at Toxophily.

Meanwhile, Cady Gray has decided to become a math genius like her brother. She demands multiplication problems from us, then laboriously (but with astounding accuracy) figures them out with a combination of counting on her fingers, skip counting and adding when she gets past her memorization zone, and somehow remembering where she is the whole time.

Tonight at dinner she boasted that she could add 24+4 (a relatively straightforward one). "28!" she announced. "How do you know that?" I demanded. "My brain is connecting to my smarties," she explained. Then, in a dramatic whisper: "It's connecting right now!"