My Daughter Learned to Count
My daughter woke me around 11:50 last
night. My wife and I had picked her up from
her friend Sally's birthday party, brought her
home, and put her to bed. My wife went into
the bedroom to read while I fell asleep
watching the Braves game.
”Daddy,” she whispered, tugging my shirt
sleeve. "Guess how old I'm going to be next
”I don't know, beauty,” I said as I slipped on
my glasses. "How old?"
She smiled and held up four fingers.
It is 7:30 now. My wife and I have been up
With her for almost 8 hours. She still refuses
to tell us where she got them.