My clever, clever children haven't let me down . . .
Selma has been telling people all week long that she is "tres and-a-half years old". Today I heard her make the switch on her own - - she told a little friend that she is "tres y medio".
I woke Josu up late last night to make one last bathroom visit, and as I dragged him off of the mattress, he mumbled his sleepy objections to me . . . in Spanish (I can't even begin to tell you how much this pleases me!)
We were out with some friends this morning and I hear Malachai say "que guay!" (an exclamation for something cool in Spain) and then quickly correct himself and say "que padre!" (an exclamation for something cool in Mexico)