Other than the whole nightmare thing, Nathan's doing great. Last night, happily, there were no nightmares. Unhappily, Nathan didn't go to sleep until about 11 PM. I asked at his daycare this morning if they could drop the espresso from the toddler snacks. The director said she'd consider cutting back, but quitting cold turkey was bad.
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Somewhat less holy than some other things he's said: A couple of weeks ago, Nathan became fascinated by Meredith's pantyhose, and tried wearing them. Later, he was looking for one of them. He's figured that 's' indicates plural, thus the immortal phrase: "Where my panty-ho?" Where, indeed?
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We're all basically healthy now. The pink eye that Nathan gave me cleared up, then returned ten days later in my other eye. It's gone again -- hopefully for good. Meredith never got it.
Posted by Mike at May 23, 2007 01:00 PMAnd in just a couple of days, I will hopefully get to hear some of these gems myself! I'm looking forward to it.
Posted by: Emily on May 25, 2007 06:29 PMMy favorite comment was actually, "Oh no! My panty ho is ALL WET!"
(Now if that's not a spam draw, I don't know what is.. . . )
Posted by: Mama on May 28, 2007 07:49 PM