This weekend I was in Kirsten's room helping her pick up her toys. She came across a little bracelet that she calls her watch and she put it on her arm. I asked her what time it was. She glanced at the watch and said, "The time is now." Wow, she's right.

Later the same day found Kirsten circulating from person to person—a coloring book in one hand, a crayon poised over the coloring book in the other hand—asking each person what they wanted to eat. We went through about 4 courses and as many pieces of Tupperware each before she was convinced that we were indeed full. I wonder if we eat out too much? "Mommy, what do you want?" "I'll have a big plate of nachos." "Good, we have nachos!" He he...