The day has come.

I can't do grade five math.  My kid is on. his. own-  and by that, I mean that Neil has to help him from now on.  Good old smart-at-math Neil.  I can not be held responsible for his homework being bizarrely and grossly incorrect after my 'math help'.  Gone are the days when he looked up at me in awe because I could skillfully and efficiently add three or more large numbers together... sigh.

And shhh... don't tell him that I don't know my times tables and I've forgotten how to do long division on paper.....  And graphs... Lawd.

Google is my brain.  I know all- except math skillz.  Google can't teach me that noise.