The door to the deck was flung open wide, Carlisle was darting around loving all the attention.
After a couple hours of fun, she went to Brian and said "Cracker".
He got her one cracker, because we were about to eat dinner.
He handed it to her. She looked very quisically at him and said "One".
He told her that was right, "You have one cracker".
She said "One" again.
So finally he got her drift. She wanted one MORE.
He soon found out.
She had one cracker in one hand and one cracker in the other hand.
She walked straight out onto the deck where her Granddaddy was sitting, climbed into his lap, handed one cracker to him and ate the other.
After their snack together, she was exhausted and layed her sweet head against his chest and said, "Sleepy".