Me: Gray, thanks for making sure Nash didn’t fall out of bed.
Gray: It’s all good. No worries, Daddy.
Me: No worries?
Gray: That’s right. Have you got him now?
Me: I do.
Gray: Okay. I’m going downstairs to see Mommy. Deuces, Daddy.
Me: Deuces? How old are you, kiddo?
Gray: Daddy, you know. I’m deuces plus one.