"Dream, Dream, Dream little one" says Momma. "Dream of the clouds and the sheep."

"Count 1 sheep, 2 sheep, and 3 sheep," she says.

"Count 1 cloud, 2 clouds, 3 clouds, 4. 5 clouds, 6 clouds and 7 clouds."

Oh so much more!

"Dream of the stars over your head as you sleep so peacefully.

Count 1 star, 2, 3, and 4.

See the astronauts as they soar."

As the little boy continued to grow, his momma told him the bed time story every night. It was the night before the first day of first grade when Momma came in his room.

Momma said, "Come get in your bed, it is time for our story."

"No Momma let me play with my truck and I can tell YOU the story."

"Okay," Momma said.

"I'm going to make up my own things!"