Last weekend we were in Rexburg. We stayed in a standard hotel room with two queen beds. The bed Dave wanted was the same one Carson wanted because it was right in front of the TV. I was already situated in the bed closet to the heater, which was not the one in front of the TV.
Carson, to his dad, after wrestling for the bed:
"You don't get a bed to yourself anymore. That's not what you signed up for."
He's a funny dude.
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Vintage Carson.
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