The Boy got an A on his Math-U-See final exam. Yep, this boy. The one who can’t do math to save his life. Got an A. 93% correct. My Boy. An A.
I pointed out the questions he got wrong and he was able to explain how to do them correctly. I showed him all the ones he got right and he beamed.
This is huge. Boo’s brain is to math like water is to oil. (har har, language arts, science and math example all rolled into one!) There’s more to it than that, more than I’m ready to talk about right now. Just suffice it to say that Boo getting an A in math, especially on a final exam that covers material from the whole year, is something I wasn’t sure he’d ever do.
He was so happy that he gave me a big, long hug. I had to pry him off me to breathe. Then he gave me another hug.
My Boy. An A in Math.