We were having a nice breakfast here in Kingsport. Grammie and Lindy had put together the traditional items, toast, grits, bacon, and of course, eggs. I mentioned that when we have eggs at home, we often have a dozen among us.
Grandpa decided to test the girls.
Grandpa: Aspen, do you know how many there are in a dozen?
Aspen (and Oakley): Twelve.
Grandpa: And how many in a baker’s dozen.
Aspen (and Oakley): Thirteen!
a few moments passed, clearly long enough for a subject change…
Grandpa: Do you all know what the Santa Train is?