keys

d,

Someday you'll have your own set of keys and if history is to be our guide, you'll probably mis-place them often.

I let you play with my keys rather routinely (but not my wallet or my cell phone). I've recently realized on my way out the door a couple of times that I never got them back. You, of course, having long since finished with them, I've had to go hunting. Twice I've found them in the back yard. I should probably start loaning them on an indoor-only basis.

dad

so so much

Dylan,

Sorry for the break. There is so so much to catch up on. For instance, we did go back to the train station and ride the rails. We also went camping, which was loads of fun and inspired many would-be posts. And we took another trip to visit GG and Papa Russ. You loved the Museum of Flight (which you called the "Airplane Store") and saw bunches of HUGE salmon in the Fish Laddder. You've also started forming sentences. You're getting all the way through the alphabet, if not actually including all of the letters. And you were bitten at daycare two times last week(!), though not by the same kid that bit you the two previous times, which is kind of the silver lining in the darkening cloud of daycare.

And oh yeah, you woke up this morning covered head to toe in your own vomit. Yuck.

More soon.

Dad