I had a pretty cute playdate with a 2-year-old over the weekend.
When we lined her stuffed animals up, she surprised me by counting them.
"One, two, three, four, five, six."
I thought I was in the presence of the smartest 2-year-old ever. I asked her how old she was.
"Five."
Nope, kid. Try again.
"Three."
She has a birthday coming up, so I figured that's close enough.
:)
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