When I was really little, my daddy tried to teach me how to count.
We have a bear counting set that has lots of little plastic bears in different colors to practice counting and sorting.
They are super cute!
My dad would take one out of the container, place it on the table and start counting.
After a few bears, he would ask….
But the bears are SO CUTE!! Super-cute!!!!!
I couldn’t resist! I would look like this at the other end of the table…
I would make them talk to each other. Because really. Two bears?? How could they not go on a picnic and chat about the weather?!
Who cares about counting when you have two super cute bears who need to have a picnic?
I don’t think my dad understood that these bears needed to talk.
And that’s why I learned to count with dried beans instead.