Let me count the ways... Five.
Wait, let me ask and make sure it's ok to tell the joke.
She didn't want them to grow into wart hogs.
Me: Way less than I couch.
Because it's the only way she'll ever get near a medium.
Because they're SO-VIET
I love the pokey, mon.
Tell her to count the stairs on an escalator.
Me: Two. 4-year-old: It was nine. Teaching her to count was a mistake.
Get thee to a nyanery!