Genius, I tell you
Okay, no Asher pictures, but an Asher story:
I just walked into the living room, and as I arrived, Asher was saying "Look, Daddy! A derangement!" (Daddy was at the other end of the house, in the kitchen.) He had placed his colored balls in the colored holes of the ball toy in a derangement (no ball in the same colored hole), and knew it!
Seriously. The kid knows his combinatorics.
Apparently Kurtis taught him the word last night, when they were playing with the ball toy, but... he understood. And remembered. Genius, I tell you.
(For those who are curious, there is only a 3/8 probability that a random permutation of the 4 balls will be a derangement, so clearly this was no accident.)
I just walked into the living room, and as I arrived, Asher was saying "Look, Daddy! A derangement!" (Daddy was at the other end of the house, in the kitchen.) He had placed his colored balls in the colored holes of the ball toy in a derangement (no ball in the same colored hole), and knew it!
Seriously. The kid knows his combinatorics.
Apparently Kurtis taught him the word last night, when they were playing with the ball toy, but... he understood. And remembered. Genius, I tell you.
(For those who are curious, there is only a 3/8 probability that a random permutation of the 4 balls will be a derangement, so clearly this was no accident.)
4 Comments:
ah, but does he remember what a foliation does?
No, we haven't gotten that far yet. We're still working on defining manifolds.
Um... and... if you don't mind, who are you? I don't know if I know you. :)
Okay, you're Steve. I knew, that, sorta.
the proud aunt would like a sound byte of asher using "derangement" in a sentence asap.
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