Realized this morning that I don't say 'morning' I say 'marnin'. No idea where I picked that up from.
Interesting anecdote about Thomas. Yesterday Dana (Thomas' step-mom) was telling me about Thomas' yearly physical. The nurse put him on the scale and he was 48 pounds! 6 more than the last check-up. My first (and completely serious) thought was "did you check his pockets for rocks?"
Indeed, the doctor found the rocks, had him remove them (chunks of concrete, actually - something I have seen him take from his pockets in the past) and be reweighed. 4 POUNDS of concrete in his (many) pockets. sigh. It's now been four years since he gained any real weight.
You know, I always thought the little-boy-with-pockets-full-of-odd-thin