Last night I took Ben and Emma with me to the grocery store and to Border's while Matt took Rachel and Julia to a Girl Scout disco night. We had a good time, and on the way up to the checkout I saw a display of Easter treats at 50% off. Among them were boxes of tiny pompom chicks, and in fact Julia was upset the Easter bunny hadn't left any in her basket this year. So I figured--12 chicks for $2 was a bargain, why not?
Emma was thrilled we were buying them, and wanted to hold the box in the car. So I let her, but cautioned her that she'd have to share the chicks with her siblings--they weren't all for her.
She looked right at me and said, "Yes--we'll each have three chicks."
They were in four rows of three. But I didn't think she'd notice that. Huh!