Just a bit ago, Lily was chewing on a container of Airbourne. Chewing, since she is teething, is a favorite past-time nowadays. I was sitting on the floor, legs crossed, with my hands resting on my knees. Momentarily distracted by a Jimmy Kimmel interview on television (Ellen makes me giggle; sometimes I tune in), I didn't notice her place the container in my hand. It almost didn't register in my mind, but then I realized that I was now holding the container. She had put it in my hand, without any prompting from me. I can't recall her giving anything to me with prompting, which is why it surprised me so. Then I gave it back to her, and she did it again.

So, yeah, it's the little things that make raising a little one so fun, I think. I wouldn't have believed anyone that told me this is the sort of thing that would bring me the most delight.

That's all for now. Soon I will be posting thoughts on Lost, since Kevin and I are almost to season 4 now.

More later!