We’re in the continuing process of tweaking the “family room.” It’s come a long way from the L toy catch all it was for a long time. It’s almost like a whole new room has been discovered in the house.
As we were measuring some stuff out, L volunteered to help and put the tape measure to work. The long stretches he called out close to the mark. But on the shorter distances, he was reporting back, “That’s 7 fingers.” “That’s 2 fingers.” “That’s about 4 fingers.” Instead of correcting him, I had to ask, “Why fingers?”
So he tells me. “Because they’re shorter than feet.”
I should have known that much! Simply put, I am extraordinarily lucky.