All last week Israel kept asking me to count things - how many sandwiches are we going to eat? How many minutes until bed? And so on and so on. I didn't think much about it, but then I read his preschool teacher's weekly newsletter and apparently, last week was counting week. They counted the mats on the floor, the number of days in the week, and so and so on. I have to admit, making that connection made it a whole lot less strange that he asked me how many poops were in the toilet after every bathroom visit - and a whole lot more funny. What a boy.