Today we went rollerskating with Jessica’s cousin’s family.  As we approached the window to pay the man behind the window grinned with heavily decaying teeth.  He knew it would be a big group.  He began counting in three dollar increments:

“Three, Six, Nine, Twelve, Fifteen, Sixteen, Twenty, Twenty-four.”

It was awkward to have him count with the wrong interval.  Of course my mathematical skillz can be fun, two.