That's pretty much what Andrew is, except he's already starting to pick up on our most frequently spelled words! Last night, after dinner, Andrew announced that it was time for a B-A-T-H. And spelled it out for us. So I asked him what M-I-L-K was, and he promptly responded, "milk." So much for thinking we had him fooled! At least, these appear to be his only spelling acquisitions, but watch out literacy, here he comes!
And speaking of trouble, last night Andrew got in trouble for jumping on the bed, which he's not supposed to do (this was only the latest in a long string of things Andrew got in trouble for yesterday). So Dan put him in time out, where he cried (and his unfeeling mother laughed from the safety of the rocking chair where she was feeding Evelyn). When he got out of the chair before time was up, he got in even more trouble, including a threat for more time out. Sobbing, he explained that he couldn't do more time out, because then he wouldn't be able to go to sleep, and if he didn't sleep, he'd be cranky! (Turns out he *does* listen to us--just not when we want him to!)
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