Last Thursday I drove across the state to visit with my kids and grandkids. Although I wanted to see ALL of them (that goes without saying) it was my oldest grandchild that prompted the visit. I don't see him very often at all and after seeing a recent picture of him, and seeing how much he's grown since the last time I did.. well.. I knew a visit was long overdue.
The first place I stopped though was at my younger son's house. He and his wife are the parents of grandchildren Andy (age five) and Emily (age three).
Andy started playing with a toy. It wasn't too long before Emily wanted a turn and I convinced Andy to let his sister play for a while. Andy stood by watching and then asked for his turn again. I told Emily her turn was almost up, after calculating her turn had lasted about the same amount of time her brother's had.
I told them both that I was going to count to twenty-five and when I got to twenty-five it would be Andy's turn.
Andy looked at me and said, "Can you start at twenty?"
TOO funny and Andy is POSITIVELY one smart and clever five year old!