A nursery rhymes by Calvin and Mom:

Mom: One, two buckle my
Calvin: Shoe

Mom: Three, four shut the
Calvin: Door

Mom: Five, six pick up
Calvin: Sticks

Mom: Seven, eight lay them
Calvin: Straight

Mom: Nine, ten a big fat
Calvin: Chicken

Love that boy...oh right up until he pick up my tweezers and pinched Ellery in the back with them. I asked him why he did it and he just couldn't come up with a good reason, not that I was expecting one. I mean what kind of a reason can you give that would excuse that. Straight. To. Bed. after that one.