Zero

The other day I asked Tralee a question like, "What are you doing?" Her response was, "Zero." I wasn't sure she heard me correctly so I asked again, "What are you up to?" Again Tralee replied, "Zero."

"What do you mean you're doing zero?" I inquired. My little love nugget matter-of-factly explained, "You know, zero means nothing. I'm doing nothing. . . zero."

So there you go.