Tonight at supper, Anders hopped off his chair ambled over to me, put his hand on my shoulder and said, "You're a pretty good guy." He also told me that I was at 97%, of what I don't know, but he was at 99% and Mommy was at 55%, but I told Anna not to despair because right after that he called her "the bestest mommy in the world!" This happened while Ann was holding Henrik.
Yesterday after the party, Anders was reading Martha stories in his room with the idea being that doing so would relax Anders into taking a nap. Instead, Martha fell asleep in Anders bed and when she awakened there was a blanket covering her and Anders was gone. Anders is a master of naptime or bedtime jujitsu, but he is also quite thoughtful.
Martha and Brad also got a kick out of Anders looking in the index to find his favorite poems in "Where the Sidewalk Ends."
We are under a winter storm watch for Tuesday, so I might be writing more then.
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