I decided that it was time to teach Joseph some new shapes.
He knows the ol’ circle-square-rectangle routine, but let’s face it, that trick won’t get us asked back to many parties.
It was time to kick it up a notch. Keep our competitive edge.
It was time to introduce the Hexagon.
On Monday, while we were coloring, I casually drew a hexagon, and asked Joseph what it was.
He replied that it was a barn.
I corrected him and told him that, while it was RED like a barn, it was actually a shape called a Hexagon.
I drew a few more, all the while talking about these things called Hexagons and how cool they were.
When I asked again, he clearly answered that the shape was a, “Hexagon.” (Well, actually, “heck-a-gon,” but let’s not pull teeth)
I was so proud and entertained a few thoughts about how being a mother was the best teaching job in the whole world.
Fast forward to yesterday.
We were hanging out in the library (just killing time until
our my favorite kids’ resale shop opens, let’s be honest) and I came across a toddler puzzle. It had various shapes on it, and when you lifted each one out, it had the name of the shape written underneath.
Eureka! Another learning opportunity!
I put it down in front of Joseph and we started in.
Me: “What’s this, Joseph?”
Me: “That’s right, a CIRCLE! How about this one?”
Me: “Rectangle! That’s right!
..here it comes…the big test… ”What’s this shape, Joseph?”
Me: (flushing with pride, and looking around to see if anyone had overheard my little boy-genius.) “That’s right! That is a…”
Wait a minute.
When I lifted up the hexagon out of the puzzle board, the word underneath said “Pentagon.”
It was a pentagon. It IS a pentagon.
I taught my child, successfully as it turns out, that a pentagon was a hexagon.
I really have nothing more to say on this matter.
Besides that, if I have gone 25 years without knowing for sure what a hexagon was, then clearly, my two year old does not really need to know.
Also, for the record