Today I asked Daddy, "Daddy, what's the highest number?"
He answered, "There is no highest number, sweetheart."
So I responded, "Daddy, why is there no highest number?"
He started laughing, and explained to me that when he was 6, he had exactly the same question! He knows this because Grandma wrote it down in his baby book. He thinks that I must be smarter than him if I'm asking this question already, and I'm not even 5!
