Theo's obsession with numbers continues. One thing he often wants to know is how old people are. He keeps asking me how old I'll be on my next birthday, despite the fact that he knows the answer. (Gee, thanks for reminding me that I'll be 39, kiddo!) One morning I said, "Theo, you know how old I'll be! Why do you keep asking?"
He replied, "Thirty-nine, Mommy. How old with Grandma Kathy be on her next birthday?"
I said, "I'm not sure. You should ask Daddy when he comes home."
Theo assuredly replied, "Thirty-nine. Or maybe 40 or 41. Or 100."
Wow...that's quite a range. And I'm pretty sure none of them is the answer--especially not 100!
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