Master of the Obvious

As I was cleaning the kitchen, I heard Jonathan: "One, two, free, four, fife, sicks, seven, eight, nine, ten"

I foolishly assumed that he was counting the legos with which he was playing. I was rudely awakened from my folly when he walks into the kitchen and announces, "I have toes and you have toes and even REBECCA has toes!!!"

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