Clay went to Home Depot with Robert and came back with a Scooby Doo ornament. I admired it and he said, “It’s real plastic!”

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He is vehemently anti-girl these days. We were at the table and he was eating some prunes that had been in the cupboard for a while. He said, “Ew!” and I asked if the prunes were bad. “No,” he said, and pointed to Noah, who was draped with a red dish towel in lieu of a bib. “Noah looks like a girl.”

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 I told Clay I felt very lucky to have two boys. He said, “Some people have three.” I said, “That’s right. I don’t think I could handle three.” He thought for a moment. “Yeah, you can barely handle two.” (So true!)

I was talking with Clay about the different milestones Noah will achieve. He knew about crawling and walking but I told him that before those there’s rolling.

He looked pensive for a moment then said, “The rolling will probably be easier for him if we put him on a hill.”