Talk Talk Talk Talk Talk Talk

...and did I mention Thomas keeps talking?

Today after nap we had to run to Grant Park to pick up our CSA box. As we are driving down the street we pass his school. He starts talking about how he needs to see his friends. I say, "Yes, you'll be there again for camp tomorrow. Who do you want to see?" He replies, "Ian. He is my friend. He has a lot of words, just like myself."

Then at dinner he is playing with his fork on the edge of his bowl. I remind him that we are using nice manners at the table and a fork is for eating not for playing. To this he says, "Yes, but I need to make a lever with my fork."

Who knows what tomorrow will bring?