Eight Quarters in a Dollar

One of the most exciting things in my long homescooling career happened... Today. This is a day that will go down in the history books for me. My middle son, affectionately called Orange Shoe Guy because of his choice in footwear, asked me during his math, "If a dime has ten cents in it then a dollar has ten dimes, right?" I could have cried. I might have. I was so happy. Those of you who homeschool a child that struggles in school, you know what I am talking about. OSG has always struggled for every bit of school he understood but money was the worst. He is twelve and was not able to count the basics. Oh, how I agonized that he would be ripped off when he grew up. I always jokingly (of course) told him, "When you grow up, you better make a lot of money so that you can have a financial advisor or you will never make it." Imagine my surprise when he actually got it... As delighted as I was, my party was cut a little short when he excitedly said, "And there are eight quarters in a dollar!" At least I know where we need to go next. Life is like that I think. You just about start to celebrate and BAM... Thank heavens he is so cute. I am not sure I could walk this combat homeschooling for any less of a guy. He really wants to learn but just cannot get past the dyslexia. If it could, it would have him in bondage but we both know that there are many people who have great lives and are dyslexic. He just will have to be aware of what is difficult and work around it. He can do it. He is ready to be done for the summer. He must not realize exactly how much work I have planned for him to complete. ~Camo Pants