Little things
Hambet had a good checkup this morning. He’s chugging right along on his height and weight (25th and 5th percentile) curves. The doctor did not tell me I was crazy when I produced my little spreadsheet of words, which now has 229 entries and is still an undercount. (Today’s new word: “robot.”)
The little adventurer has noticed that I have a stash of chocolate revel bars in the freezer door, and has figured out how to push a chair over to the freezer, open the freezer, and help himself. He has not figured out yet that chanting “cookie, cookie, cookie” during the expedition is a good way to get busted.
Dylan has paid us the compliment of a permalink — thanks! He links to a nice NRO article on Mr. Rogers, written on the occasion of Mr R’s retirement.
Thanks also to Brasilianista Aspirante for her permalink!