Scene: The kids are getting ready for their naps.
The Girl: Mommy, how long do you want us to brush our teeth for? Me: One minute. TG: OK, that’s 60 seconds. Me: Yep. It sure is. The Boy: So I’ll just count to 20 three times in my head. TG: Yeah? Well I’ll count to 15 four times in my head.This is what happens when your grandmother is like the guy from Numbers and your father is an engineer.
