Yesterday I made myself a cup of boiling tea and left it on the stove to steep. From about 4 feet away, Ali saw it and, standing there, began to blow very hard in its direction. Then he looked at me and let me know that my tea was hot.
On Wednesday H took both kids to the Dr. because Ali was fussing and fussing, and Leila was congested. Ali had an ear infection, so he got an antiobiotic and cheered up pretty quickly.
Last night he touched his ear and said, "ear sick." Then he moved on to his hair-"hair sick." It didn't stop there. "Chin sick." "Foot sick." "nooo." What a silly guy.