
The kids were delighted to discover we had a not-a-box in the house the other day. I guess our Amazon boxes typically go straight out to the garage to be recycled. But this particular box managed to linger in the living room and quickly became the hip hang out spot. I remember playing in them quite a bit when I was a kid, but it seems like today's society doesn't really encourage cardboard box playing as much as it encourages structured, directed activities. So it's nice to have this not-a-box in the living room for a few days. Here's hoping the rumors I've heard regarding cockroach eggs residing in cardboard is completely false.

Oliver is a water fanatic. He's sort of "meh" on milk these days. But he adores water. I remember thinking Elliot drank so much water I was concerned he might be diabetic. I have sense accepted that as an irrational fear and am therefore much calmer about Oliver's love for water.

A little bottle of water in the crib at nap time has saved us many times from the desperate screams that otherwise begin that morning and afternoon ritual.

Speaking of nap time, here is what Lucy's looks like these days. She plays quietly in our bed (with all of her animals and medical tools) for what seems like 10 minutes (but is usually more like 20-30) and then repeatedly asks, "What can I do now?" until I finally tell her that her quiet time is over.

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