I was thousands of miles away in the Navy when this story happened, so I'm forced to retell it 2nd hand.

When my second son was born, my mom and step-father were watching my oldest, not yet 3 at the time. They told him repeatedly in the car ride to the hospital - a military hospital, mind you - that he had to be quiet while there, and to behave.

So, they get to the room and my parents start talking to my wife. Meanwhile, the oldest has slowly inches his way to the cradle with his younger brother in it, fast asleep. Apparently tired of waiting for someone to play with, he yells at the top of his lungs:

"WAKE UP, BABY!!!!"

So, Carswell never invited us back....