Where We Are Right Now

Occasionally has trouble keeping his hands to himself.
Has been eating surprisingly well lately.
Thinks that Tylenol cures all illnesses, from a bad cough to indigestion.
Knows the words to a surprising number of pop songs.
Is fascinated that Santa and I have been in touch already. (By email.)


Can't wait for it to get cold enough to wear her pink fleece hat.
Is never hungry anymore.
Speaks in full (two-word) sentences.
Calls all of her grandparents "Mimi."
Knows nothing of Santa, just wants whatever her brother is currently playing with.