One morning at 4 am this little boy woke me up by yelling "Mom", over and over. I go into his room and he says, "I scared." So I pick him up to comfort him. Then he says, "I hungy, I'na Faffle with Keme (whip cream)." So we go into the kitchen to get a snack and he says, "I'na watcha show." At this point in my sleepy state I realize I've been played big time so I take him back to bed. I climb back into my bed and I hear Preston yell, "Daddy." Freaking hilarious. BTW Stephen was out of town and did not get him out of bed but it was so funny that he knew all the things to say to get him where he wanted to go. Preston has been counting without me explicitly helping him. I count all the time through out the day with the kids over various things but I haven't sat down with him like I did Katelyn so it really surprises me. The other day he pointed to his shirt and said, "orange," and it was orange. He does this with several colors which also surprises me. He is the cutest little puppy and will get on all fours and fetch whatever his sister throws. He still loves to hug and kiss and cuddle which I am loving. He has truly been a blessing in our home and I am so grateful that he is my son. And he is so handsome! Oh those eyes melt my heart!