Owen counts

Dylan and Owen were sitting in the dining room/playroom sharing a bowl of pretzels. It was so sweet they way they were just sitting on the floor with the bowl between them. They were snacking and chatting. Then I hear Owen counting and he's not stopping. I'm trying to be sly peaking around the corner, and D sees me. That's when Owen stopped at 7. I couldn't believe he got that high. I expected him to stop at 3. Goes to show you I have no clue the amount of knowledge stored in that little brain of his.