Don't tell your teacher you'll never use math in the real world.

As Miah descended the stairs tonight, we had the following, increasingly loud conversation:

"Thanks for letting me play outside, mom."
"You're welcome, sweetie. I love you."
"I love you too!"
"I love you three!"
"I love you four."
"I love you five."
"I love you six."
"I love you seven."
"I love you eight."
"I love you nine."
"I love you ten."
"I love you twenty!"
"I love you sirty."
"I love you forty."
"I love you fifty."
"I love you sixty."
"I love you seventstie!"
"I love you eighty."
"I love you niney."
"I love you one hundred!"
"...I love you a hundred too."