Seriously folks

Our two grandchildren are on spring break from school here in NH this week. They are spending Monday & Tuesday with us, then Wednesday & Thursday with their paternal grandparents, who also live in the area. Poor mom & dad both have to work :)
Today - a lovely, warm and bright spring day - we decided to take them to the Fairbanks Museum* in St. Johnsbury, VT, about an hour and 20 minutes from here. It was their first time there, and, by all indications, they enjoyed it immensely.

Driving back, Mrs. H and I were talking about something involving numbers. I said to her (for the third time on the day) that I was told there'd be no math. She replied that counting wasn't math. I said that of course counting is math, adding the coup de grace "of course counting counts! By definition. How could counting not count?"

She encouraged me to consult with our son, the mathematician, to which I responded. He'll tell me I'm wrong. He'll explain why -- and I won't understand it.

I still think I am right, if only on a technicality.

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* A very cool and very eclectic museum with a planetarium and the best regional weather forecasting... umm... in the region.
 
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I’ve always wanted a list of acronyms after my name to make me look professional.
My father, who had no degree, but taught at the university level, and practiced at the upper limits of electrical engineering, expressed his distain for the credential system by putting PBF after his name. When quizzed, the response was "Purveyor of Bovine Flatulence." That usually shut 'em up.
 
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