And I am not talking about the incessant whys. Things like “Why do I have a purple cup? Why is this cup purple? Why is that a toilet?”

At the airport on Sunday I watched over the kids as they watched a DVD; Taxman went to El Al ticketing to see if there were any alternatives to waiting around for 7 hours. At one point Miss M exclaimed, “My foot is cold!” This is a Miss M-ism, meaning that her foot is asleep. She used to get hysterical when this happened, but thankfully these days she seems to be taking it much better.

Anyway, a few minutes later, she got up and started shimmying around. “What are you doing?” I queried.

“I’m walking around,” she explained. “I have needles and threads.” *

* This is definitely a keeper. I have a feeling we’re going to be using this phrase when she’s 20.