Who carries sidewalk chalk in their pocket and assaults their son with bus stop fraction questions at 7:30am? This is no mystery. It me. 🙋🏻♀️ There’s a “Mastery Check” (“test” is a word that shall not be spoken?) today. Obviously, I needed to know what the fraction of people wearing backpacks was. I also needed to know the fraction of people wearing hats. A math mommy has needs… In fact, I also put a lot fraction info on his lunchtime note concerning the jackal puppies we’ve been watching on our new morning show SHAMWARI UNTAMED. I wrote that my drawing was only 1/3 of the jackals that were released into the wild. I also wrote that only 3/5 of the rescued jackals were released. I didn’t mention the 2/5 of the jackals that were not because every time I asked Alex what happened to them he told me they “passed out” and I kept trying to correct him to say they “passed away,” but that (unlike fractions) feels like too big of a conversation to have so early in the morning. We each have our parenting super powers, and I know my kryptonite. #GoodluckAlex 😘 #momlife #mathmom https://www.instagram.com/p/CnRqXHKu8wT/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=











