Oh, and Carl slept through a fire!

Actual picture of Carl sleeping and fire

I wanted to add this onto my last post, but it's just too awesome. It deserves a separate post. The last two weekends, Carl and Scott have been staying at what can best be described as a rural-esque home stay. I'd say farm, but I fear it would conjure images of red barns and dairy cows and the boys assure me that is far from the reality of this farm.

Early Sunday morning, Carl hears a rustling of activity around the house. Fearing that the family are early risers, and would expect him to be the same, Carl ignored the hustle and bustle and continued par-taying with the Sandman.

Little did Carl know that the family was battling a wildfire to stop it from spreading to the house. Mother, Father, Brothers and Sisters were out, trying to beat out the flames and having a difficult time finding green branches to do so because of the dry weather.

Thankfully, the fire was put out and no property was lost. And Carl awoke to a beautiful morning and a tired family that tried, in vain, to explain the early morning exploit. After three or four renditions of the story, Carl did finally understand what had happend. He now assures us all that is the last time he will sleep through fire, flood or any other disaster.

We'll see Carl, we'll see...