nostalgia

We bought Daniel a children's Bible a few weeks ago. His favorite story from the first has been Samson - mostly because our former cat is named Samson. Tonight for the first time, instead of saying "Sam-san," the way he has since he learned to talk, he pronounced the name correctly. It's progress - but I'm a little sad to see the baby pronunciation go. I felt the same way when Sophie switched from "beesee" to "blankie."

The Bible also figured prominently tonight in Daniel's excuse not to go to bed: "You read me too long Bible verses and now I'm not sleepy anymore."

We just finished a dinner of fried rice (great kitchen sink meal and quickly becoming a standard) and now Sophie and Ryan are playing "Chicken Little" on the Wii. Why are the chickens in space again? I just don't get it.

I may post occasional random thoughts rather than complete updates, usually without pictures because I'm way too lazy to download those every time and hassle with the formatting, which for some reason is always more complicated than it should be. I don't think I'll have Ryan send out notices for these regularly. Just check in every so often if you're interested!

Love,
Carrie