The math lesson on Christmas morning was not my idea. I swear.

This early morning hug and kiss were one two of the best moments of my Christmas morning.

But the teacher in me also loved the moment ten minutes later, when my daughter refused to open any more presents and instead chose to practice her numbers on my computer.

I never thought I’d spend part of my Christmas morning explaining to my daughter how to form numbers above nineteen, but that’s exactly what we did while gifts remained unopened under the tree.

Don’t get me wrong. It was weird and slightly disconcerting, but also kind of amazing.