Ten Carries

I asked Carrie a few times this morning how many doggies she had, and she counted to two each time. So I was beginning to think she might be starting to “get” counting as more than just reciting numbers. Then we had this exchange:

Me: Carrie, how many Mommys do you have?
Carrie: One…two!
Me: Two?!? That’s silly, you only have one Mommy! How many Daddys do you have?
Carrie: One…two!
Me: Two?!? That’s silly, you only have one Daddy! How many Uncle Michaels do you have?
Carrie: One…two…three!
Me: Nooooo, there’s only one Uncle Michael! Carrie, how many Carries are there?
Carrie: One…two…three…four…five…six…seven…eight…nine…ten!
Me: Ten Carries, huh? That explains why Mommy’s always so tired from chasing you!

I guess she’s not quite ready for calculus…