Tuesday, February 27, 2007


Friday night I made a vain attempt to teach Carter to count sheep to help him sleep, which he didn't really want to do at all.

I told him I'd ask him in the morning how many he counted. . .

Soon after that, grandma took over and told him stories for another hour, thus making the sheep idea just another weird thing Mel told him to do one time. . .

I asked him the next day:

"Carter, how many sheep did you count last night before you fell asleep?"

". . . . . . . . . . sixteen."

Sounds like a good number to me.

That kid cracks me up.

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