Almost Four

After a four and a half hour battle to get James to eat his soup, I'm upstairs with him in his room. He sat at the table until nap time, was sent to bed without George and Steven, spent a half hour sitting in front of the soup in the basement, and finally finished it at J's coercion about a half hour ago.

He is sitting between two Lego boxes reading Berenstein Bears, and whispering to himself: "When I grow up I'm going to play and play and play and play. And George, when I get bigger I'm going to keep you and we'll keep on playing together."