Compromise?

I have a habit of crawling into a very tight corner and Mommy has a habit of getting upset when she has to move the bed and get me out.  So we compromised.  She bought me a great big stuffed frog and a big huge stuffed dragon, and put it in the corners so that I can’t climb down into it.

Mommy calls it a compromise, but I think she just made a rule.

There was probably a better way for Mommy to block the corners I get into, but I really like this one.
There was probably a better way for Mommy to block the corners I get into, but I really like this one.
This one is a little harder for me to climb, but it can be done!
This one is a little harder for me to climb, but it can be done!

What good is Math?

Stevie is always concerned about numbers.  He said that all of the things in the whole Universe are figured out by using math.  And being that he is an alien, I guess he should know.  My problem is that I don’t understand counting.

I mean, there is one.  There is a couple, a few, a whole bunch and oodles.  What is a good number and what isn’t?  Like if you had oodles of leaves to eat – that is good.  If you had oodles of fire ants, that is bad.  So I don’t understand why I should have to know my numbers.

Stevie has gauges and stuff in his cage that have numbers and dials.  I don’t have a cage at all, so I don’t know what to do with the number of anything if I did bother to count.

I think he likes numbers better than sleep.  Maybe he is dialing into his planet or something.
I think he likes numbers better than sleep. Maybe he is dialing into his planet or something.
Stevie is very concerned about numbers.  He thinks I need to know them.
Stevie is very concerned about numbers. He thinks I need to know them.