Me, telling the story of Abraham and Sarah to the kids today: "And God told Abram that someday his descendants would be as numerous as the stars. Have you ever looked up in the sky and tried to count the stars?!"
Little Boy: "Uh-huh. There are one-hundred-and-thirteen."
Me: "You think so? I think there are even more than that!"
Little Girl with an air of superiority: "Yeah. There's one-hundred-and-twenty."
Life is good in the ghetto.