After buying shoes, and arguing about snacks, while walking through the centre of town, Linnea to me: “Two and five is seven, Mum.”
Linnea: And three and four is seven.
Linnea: And six and one, that’s seven too.
Me: Yes, it is. Six and one is seven.
Much later, I realised that this adding up to a number in lots of different ways is something I’ve seen mentioned in books and magazines as a stage in learning maths. Which is fine.
I’m not sure which stage it is.
But at least now I know she’s learning something I can call maths when people ask.