At dinner tonight, Gillian started counting in Spanish. She said “Uno, dos, grace.” I said “Gillian, it’s tres.” She said “That’s what I said, grace.” I said “No. It’s uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco.” Gillian again counted and said “Uno, dos, grace.” So now I’m thinking she has to be messing with me. John says “You’re not doing it right.” Gillian says “I am too. I count perfectly. Uno, dos, tres, I mean grace, cuatro, cinco.”