When we picked the boys up from their Sunday School class of fellow Twos and Threes, the teacher said, "Are they twins?"
Twins?? Those two?
"Um, no. They're 19 months apart."
"I thought they were, but when I asked how old they are, they both said three."
I smiled. "Well, Tyler is wrong."
(Seriously? Perhaps this last belated birthday party really did deceive him into thinking he's three. Clearly, he's telling the world.)