A couple of hours ago, I was looking over Mummy's shoulder as she loaded the computer up. She opened Google and punched in: "My child won't count the number 4".
This wasn't a joke, Noah. She is genuinely worried. Frankly, so am I.
You seemed to master counting to ten really quite easily. This was ages and ages ago, seemingly.
Then one day, you just decided to stop using the number 4. You just say, "One...two...three...five...six etc." At first this was not a problem. But it's been a few months now and still no sign of the number four. No sign of it.
I pointed out to Mummy, "It's an important number, too!"
How many legs does a doggy have?
How many sides does a square have?
How many wheels are there on a car?
The list could go on and on and on.
With that said, it took about 40 minutes to think of those questions, so upon reflection, maybe it isn't that important. In fact, perhaps you are some sort of Will Hunting style mathematical genius and you are formulating a 'new maths' where the number four is not required. Time will tell.
(Although Robin Williams is dead so there won't be a maverick psychiatrist to tell you it's not your fault.)
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