Oh! I remember one thing I was going to do that doesn't require much brainpower -- make a note of some of Nicholas's cute mispronunciations. Because I know he's going to grow out of them and then I'll forget. Here are the most common ones:

"Mommy, I want some breksef."
"Make Simon stop! He's playing with my trachster!"

And then there's his way of ( Read more... )

Nicholas's verdict on our new reclining sofa and matching rocker-recliner:

"Don't wike it! Take it back!"

The old sofa and loveseat, you see, had nice soft foam cushions he could pull off and make a tower out of, and the new furniture doesn't. Never mind that the old set were garage-sale purchases with no decent back or seat support, whereas the ( Read more... )