carter said "night night!" -- well, more like "naiiiii naiiiii" but it was unmistakable--he came over to me sort of whimpering and stood against me burying his face in my belly and then looked up and said it. i said "do you want to go night night?" and he did that little impatient bounce that babies do, and tried desperately to get into my lap and continued to say it--"naii naii naiii naaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiii!"

so, we have that and mama. and a lot of singing. he 'sings in this very high pitched a-a-a-a-a-aaa, that he will make louder if you ask him if he is singing.

both kids like the soundtrack from "Run, Lola, Run" and they like Timo Mass. More often than not, our house sounds more like Montreal at 2 AM than a cottage on a little pond.

We all continue to be sick with some gastrointestinal/achy thing, I am starting to wonder how long a human being can feel this gross.

Despite that, we all went to The Wild Center, a new natural history museum in Tupper Lake. Wow, was it terrific. I am so excited that it exists, and cannot wait to get everything that we can out of it. I will write more about it later, but right now I am off to bed, to deal with this illness crud thing.