Frank has been very interested in numbers and measurement recently. We often giggle at his use of "last year" for anything that seems to him like a long time ago - like the day before yesterday. :)
One morning NOT so very long ago, Frank climbed into bed between John and I while we were still trying to catch a few Zs. He said, "Mommy! How much is dis?" and I turned my head to find ten fat little fingers held up right before my eyes. "Ten," I answered sleepily. He answered with great enthusiasm: "Wow! That's a lot of stuff!!!"
A little while later (he had previously locked the door on his way out) he knocked on the door asking for me. "I want to measure you," he declared.