cute sayings of an almost-four-year-old:
while sitting on the toilet, he calls me to the bathroom to tell me, "Emily, I can't go poop in the shower."
while watching march of the penguins, and commenting on how "lindos" and "hermosos" the babies are he stops and joyfully says "Papito Dios, gracias por los pinguinos, amen!" (Daddy God, thank you for the penguins, amen!)
when a visitor to the house asked where the bathroom was, he replied "really far away!" and laughed at his own joke before showing her the way (just around the corner). Madeline and I laughed a lot, too.
Sometimes he makes up his own disciplines. For example, "If I throw the sunglasses I'm going to have to sit in time-out." I probably would have just taken them from him, but he didn't throw them so it's okay.
He often dances and sings (in English) "I like to move it, move it!"

Rebecca, his former caregiver, left a little over a week ago, so we're adjusting to life with just each other (and our remaining 2 housemates, of course).
My birthday is in two weeks... it's strange that it's already here. Twenty-four: the age I felt like I was turning last year this time. I haven't had a spring breaking through winter and then growing into summer to help me comprehend the passage of February, March, April, and half of May... I miss seasons!