Conal does a great job counting to 13 except for one thing: He skips four. Almost every time.
I’ve asked him, “What happened to four? You forgot four.”
He responds, “Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. THIRTEEN! YAY!” And then he claps and smiles. But no four. Four is out of the picture. What does the little jobber have against four?
Who knows? He just doesn’t go for it. But, he loves thirteen.
September 1, 2009 at 10:45 am
Maybe it’s a golf thing. =)
GO CONAL!
September 1, 2009 at 11:07 am
Ha!!!
September 1, 2009 at 4:18 pm
Now I’m thinking Conal may have snuck on the computer, read my blog post, and decided to show me up because he just started counting papers in the recycling bin and he didn’t skip four. I wouldn’t put it past him…
September 2, 2009 at 1:09 pm
They just love making liars out of us…never performing on que and always doing the opposite of what we claim! Gotta love em!
That’s really great that he’s counting to 13!