“One more round of skipping? Pleeeease, Daddy?”
“Okay, one more.” I’d promised Jane that morning that Amanda would play outdoors like a normal eight-year-old, not stay inside all day reading my university math textbooks.
Padma and Lucas turned the rope while Amanda skipped. The words they chanted made me smile:
“Archimedes studied math,
Left his trousers in the bath.
When the neighbors asked him why,
Told them he’d invented pi.”
Amanda, sola: “Three, point, one, four, one, five, nine, two…”
It’s getting dark. Amanda’s still going.
She’d better be in bed by the time Jane gets home from her meeting.
Author’s Note: Kids these days…