I’m in a meeting, and I get this text from Dan. . . He was in a taxi with Ava when this conversation ensued.
Ava (looks at the TV in the taxi): Do you like the TV?
Dan: It’s alright
Ava: We have two TVs. One TV for Mama, one TV for Dada and one TV for Ava.
Dan: But wait, you said we have one TV for Mama, one TV for Dada and one TV for Ava. How many TVs are those?
Ava: (pausing to count) Three
Dan: But you said we had two.
Ava: (thinks hard) Then we have to get a TV for Ava.
She’s 3, and I’m doomed.
The Adventures of the Dubeis. . . 