What is your number? That's a common question in this house. The kids are always confirming each others age. Sometimes they even ask us. What is your number? They find it funny that I'm older then their daddy.
Today we were on our way into town and buddy was in the back of the van and asked "Mommy what is your number again?"
"34"
"What four?"
"34"
"34?"
"Yes, buddy 34"
"I don't think so. Those aren't counting numbers"
Oh to be 4-1/2 and think that 20 was as high as the numbers go.
No comments:
Post a Comment