I’m on the veranda relaxing with the tall person before bedtime.
He told me that I will be nine months old tomorrow. I must have looked confused because he thought for a moment and then said that I had seen the sun rise 274 times. Ah, so that’s how time is measured. I wanted to ask him how many sunrises he had seen but I think he anticipated my question because he quickly changed the subject. Tricky (old) tall person!