“The TV goes off at 9,” the Wife informed the lass this morning. The lass is still hobbled by her ankle. She’s more afraid to walk on it than anything now, but the bottom line is she’s still pretty limited. With the day off for Veteran’s Day, she’s taking full-advantage of the extra morning time and the lack of mobility by watching extra cartoons.
“What time is it now?” the lass asked.
“Quarter-to-nine,” the Wife answered.
“So there’s 25 minutes until 9 o’clock, because a quarter is 25 cents?” the lass tried to clarify.
I find stuff like that fascinating. She hasn’t learned about fractions yet, or division, so she filled a gap in her understanding with a not-unreasonable guess. At least, it is reasonable based on her current understanding of the world.
The Wife went on to explain what “a quarter” meant in this context and how it means dividing-by-four. It is above her pay grade for now though, since she doesn’t understand division or fractions.
Still, her world got a bit bigger this morning.