Thursday, October 20, 2011
But math has been plaguing me all day today. First, I got an email from my New York Cousin, who wanted to know how many servings one of my favorite potluck recipes (Dr. Pepper Baked Beans) would make.
That became a word problem: How many 1/2-cup side-dish servings do you get from a dish that fills about 3/4 of a 4-quart cooker?
For the record, I'm guessing 20 to 25.
Figuring all that out was a lot easier than helping Little Brother with his math homework this afternoon. Unlike me, he has always been good at math (he gets it from TheDad). I don't know if the school changed its math curriculum this year or what, but suddenly he's having a really hard time figuring out what to do with the homework problems. "I don't get how to do this," is a daily refrain around here. He used to whiz through his math homework, and before this year, my biggest concern was getting him to slow down enough to write the numbers legibly.
I'm not very good at helping him with the homework, either. I can add, subtract, multiply and divide. I can even manage fractions and decimals, usually. But they're asking the kids to do things in strange ways. I can find the answer, but not using their method. It's strictly "Old Math" for me.