DS2.9 declared himself the "Ba-King" while baking cookies yesterday.

This morning, we were looking at a pair of earrings and a carved wood box that we bought as gifts for my aunt. DS put the earrings inside the box and closed the lid saying, "We should include a note telling Aunt that these are disapp-earrings."

He has a wry, conspiratorial twinkle in his eyes when he delivers these lines, and he usually returns to his activity with a studied deadpan. I love my little man. He cracks me up.

What is to give light must endure burning.