Isaac is grieved that he is the youngest child. He is very conscious of everyone's ages, the year they're born in, and wishes he was the firstborn like his eldest brother, born in 2001.
One day, Isaac said, 'I wish I was born in 1999."
Surprised, I asked him why.
"Then I will be two years older than Matthew."
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Another day, I was driving Isaac to school when he suddenly said, "One day it will be three thousand and one."
Puzzled, I asked him, "Three thousand and one what?"
He tried to explain and I finally understood what he was trying to say. "Oh, you mean the year 3001."
"Yes," he replied, "And Matthew will be one thousand."
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