Paul and I were enjoying a few rare moments watching a show together yesterday evening (Mythbusters if you must know.) It was about nine o'clock.  Suddenly, Ella walked in. This surprised us, since she had been in bed for over an hour.

"Mom, Dad, guess what! I counted to three hundred forty-seven!"

We high fived her, naturally. And in a moment of magnanimous parenthood we invited her to join us for the last few minutes of our show. She was surprisingly attentive and interested in the experiment, which made it that much more fun.

And it is also good to know in the future that counting sheep is probably not the best remedy for sleeplessness for that child.