K?

When Harry woke up this morning he said that he'd had a bad dream. I asked him what it was about and he told me, "a skeleton was coming out of there," by which he meant his closet. I really hope he doesn't have skeletons in his closet. He's only four and quarter.

He also heard a bit of classical music today and said he didn't like it. He said sometimes bad songs are written by good guys. That's very true. But I think the opposite is true more often.

Ike doesn't have a huge vocabulary but he can now add "diarrhea" to his lexicon. And more than a few diapers.

He also says, "k?" As in okay. A lot. After every sentence. Like Joe Pesci in Lethal Weapon 2.