|M helped me prepare the party favors for his birthday this weekend. Doesn't he look four?|
M is getting so big. At almost-four, there's almost no little-guy left.
"Noongaeng" has long been replaced with the correct-but-much-less-adorable technical term "pants" and his blue blanket, though still a favorite, no longer brings the world to a crashing halt with its bedtime disappearing acts. He just shrugs.
But today he told me L's name was L Walrus Jxxx. (It's Wara. So close!) So I think there's still hope.