Zack asked for seven peanut butter crackers, and was very happy when I numbered them. He ate them in order and told me after each one how many he'd eaten.
Zack had a Purim party at school today, and he dressed up like an owl. He was apparently pretty into it. Here he is on the way home, riding the horse, still dressed as an owl.
We found some doll clothes in Tomales made by Great Aunt Nancy and Great Grandma Teddy 30 years ago and we brought some back with us. They work okay for this baby.
"This gone be a train! Chooka chooka chooka choo choo!" (Complete sentences have become the norm around here, and make believe is more and more common.)