Aidan sits up in bed at the rosy hour of 6:00 am and says 'wwwwhatz 8 minus 0?'. I said, I didn't know, what is 8 + 0. He says, with more urgency, "whatz 8 minus 0, Mom?". I asked him if I had 8 legos and he took 0 away how many would I have? (I know it is a lame example but I was also working on a furry 6 am brain) He says "phew, 8!" and flops back down. Then again with a look that says he is not budging until he gets the next one says, "what's 8 minus 1?" I say, what do you think Aidan. Again, with relief he says 7!
All is right with the world! No trick questions, no trick answers. What if these have been the dreams that have been waking him in the middle of the night all these years?
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