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Boston dressed himself today. 

Story Problems

When I dropped Tyton off at school this morning, he started to put his backpack on, but then reached into the pocket, pulled out a piece of paper, gave me a hug and our secret handshake and then jumped out of the car. I watched him go inside the school, then I looked at the paper he'd handed me.

It looked like Tyton was asked to write a couple of story problems in his first grade math class. As I read through the school work, I started laughing pretty hard.

"There is one python and three people. The python killed one person. How many people are left? 3-1=2"

I thought that one was pretty funny. I was trying to imagine what his teacher must have thought when she read through it. Plus, the picture he drew was awesome. I mean, c'mon. A dude hanging out of the python's mouth? Genius.



Then I flipped the page over and read the other one:



"There were two daddy long legs, each daddy long leg had eight legs... until a person came along and took 5 off each daddy long leg. How many legs are left? 16-10=6"

I wish he'd had time to draw a picture for the daddy long leg story.