Funny funny Myron!

As I write this, Myron is flat o ut on the living room floor. I've discovered a little trick, see, to get him to nap. And I have no idea why it works... but this is the third time it has happened this way. I give him either paper and scissors or paper and markers (Color Wonder, so I don't have to supervise), and I leave him to his work on the living room floor once he's interested. 10 minutes later, he's out cold. If I were to suggest a nap or rest or what-have-you, no way would it happen, true to Myron's classic two-year-old style, but once he is busy and somehow just bored enough, BAM!

Myron also says lots of funny things, which I've been writing down from time to time:

He announced, from his pretend boat (probably a laundry basket that time) the other day: "I'm sailing high in a mountain!"

I'm pouring club soda or something similar, and he demands: "I want some sivvy water!"

One of his favorite movies is "Finding No-mee" although he is afraid of the "sharps".

The poor guy next door has also had his name Myron-ized, changed from Ian to Nia.

I'm sure this is just the beginning!