Quick Hitters

I. Londinium
Thanks to Mom and Martha for posting their itinerary for the next two weeks. I'm not sure whether with the time difference you'd be in S. Croydon or London at this point (7:20 in the morning here) but I hope the travel is going smoothly and that we're going to see some pictures soon.

II. Can't Let Go?
Owen has been walking around all morning wearing James' winter coat. (His arms aren't long enough for his hands to come out the end, so he keeps on getting ticked when they're stuck.) He's also been repeatedly taking big mouthfuls of milk from his sippy cup, swishing them around, and then spitting them out on the floor. (The sippy cup has been taken away.) He's in a weird mood.

III. More Plumbing
I successfully repaired a leaky flange in our kitchen sink last night. (Or, at least, it's been successful so far. I suppose the sink could burst into flames at any moment.) I remember "helping" my Dad under the kitchen sink as a small child and thinking even at that size that the inside of a sink cabinet was far too small a place to work comfortably. It hasn't gotten any easier over time. In fact, I remember quite vividly sitting entirely inside the cabinet and "helping" turn a fitting with a wrench. (I wonder if I was supposed to be doing this or not?)

IV. Library Visit
James has never read Where the Wild Things Are. This library trip was a fruitful one. We also found and brought home several Peggy Rathman books that were unknown to us as she has rapidly turned into Owen's favorite author. (He only wants to read the two that he knows, though.)

V. Early Riser
Owen has been getting up way, way too early. As in, 6 AM when he sleeps in. And 5:30 yesterday. When James wakes up he lies in bed completely quietly until someone comes in his room to get him. Sometimes I wish he WOULD make some noise, because I'm afraid he just lies in bed listening to us making breakfast and coffee for an hour if he's up earlier than 7. Owen, on the other hand, does not lie in bed quietly. He starts a recital as soon as he's conscious, and it's all the same song (the Alphabet song) over and over again until someone gets him up. The child has marvelous projection and his enthusiasm for the tune never diminishes. Every once in a while he'll call out a parent's name repeatedly so that you know who he's performing for.

VI. Cheers
Last night at dinner the boys were wrapping up and both taking drinks from blue sippy cups filled with milk. They looked at each other, looked at their sippy cups, and then casually "clinked" them together. "Cheers" said James nonchalantly.