Came home in the pouring rain to find Tom and Carol on the porch exclaiming how beautiful the storm was. We had a dinner of breakfast sandwiches (his choice) and cheesy potatoes and broccoli. The vegetables were the kind that you put in the microwave for ten minutes, which really wasn't a task worth doing because every minute (literally) Grandpa commented on how I was keeping it in for too long, etc. All these comments were said under a stern glare like I've never come in came in contact with a microwave before. See, here, this is a new model mi-cro-wave. Works pretty well. Don't have to put it in for that long.
Over dinner Tom had a strange fascination with Carol's jewelry. He kept continuously pointing it out, i.e. "you have 4 gold rings on...all your jewelry is gold." Good news: he could correctly identify which pieces he had given her. Bad news: He said she had 3 necklaces on which confused us until we realized he was counting bracelets as necklaces. Actually, maybe he never knew the difference?
He's an excellent counter. Definitely. Definitely, an excellent counter.
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