I think Liz is worried the integrity of the writing will be deadened somehow if she posts pictures, so I’m putting a couple of recent ones up. This was immediately following baths tonight and they were both earnestly and honestly hiding from us while we looked for them. They popped out together for this fortuitously timed photo capture.
So there’s this song he sings at Preschool that involves the flag, the USA and must conclude with a grand “a salute.” Its the only part he readily remembers and he does it whenever he see’s a flag. The flag in question, here, is just out of the shot–but its the don’t-ram-your-car-into-our-bike-stroller flag that he picked up in the garage.