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Coley finished lunch early today, after deciding he was going to make a map of "porta-potty land" after lunch. He was far too excited about the creation of this imaginary domain to sit still a minute longer, and so he set about gathering implements of drawing while Monk and I lingered over our bean tacos.
It wasn't long before the Bird (as he is less formally known around these parts) became exquisitely frustrated.
"I CAN'T DRAW A FREAKING SQUARE!" he lamented.
"Try again, Coley. It's really not very easy for anyone to draw a perfect square."
So he tried again, and so he became more frustrated, the tears welling in his eyes as his pitch began to rise "I'M TOO STUPID TO DRAW A SQUARE!"
It was Monk who came to the rescue first.
"I know how to draw a square, Coley. Let me show you. You just make an X, like so, and then connect the lines, like these. See? Even *I* can't draw a perfect square."
Coley tried Monk's X technique and failed miserably in his own mind. The X-squares just didn't measure up to his idea of perfection.
"I HATE squares" Harumphed the bird (a sentiment that made me chuckle). "I'm going to draw TRIANGLES instead."
You could practically SEE the lightbulb click on over Monk's head. "Cole! You silly...you can draw a square by drawing two TRIANGLES...like so."
And so it came to pass that the children learned geometry over bean tacos.
All hail porta-potty land! Where the potties are square by virtue of triangulation!
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