Saturday the tile piles come out and the family gathers around the bench.
"Everyone gets one x squared tile, six strips and eight units," Comet says. "Build any rectangle you can."
Rectangles grow across the bench. Some are long and thin, some nearly square.
"What do you notice about the sides?" Wren asks. "Say each side as x plus a number."
"Mine is x + 2 by x + 4," someone says. "One square, six strips, eight units. All of them!"
Nova hovers above the busiest corner, her light dimming to a hint. "Could the same tiles make a different rectangle?"
Someone tries x + 1 by x + 5 and runs out of strips. Laughter, then counting.
"Write every rectangle as a polynomial," Comet says. "Then we swap and check each other."