-I can't sleep. Please, do me a favor, sing me a song.
After 3 songs and a short story.
-I still can't sleep.
-Why don't you count camels?
Five minutes later, he is still in the bathroom. She is calling again. I drag myself out of bed.
-Mama, what comes after 15?
-Papa told me to count camels. I don't know what comes after 15.