Today, for the first time in over a year, Inigo and I hung out at home. We did some cooking, some painting, some splashing about in the wading pool, and had an impromptu maths lesson. He now understands plus, and equals, and wrapped his head around the cuisinaire rods. He gets that each rod represents a number, and how to work out which one.
And I feel like a mothering legend because I only got cranky once, and we mostly had a very fun day.