There it is, right on the list below "exercise more" and "lose weight"
- "write enough messages to at least _pretend_ Toddlerhood is still a
going concern". And as you can see, I've been just as faithful about
keeping that resolution as I have been with everything else.

Ah, where to begin? First, the original toddler is now a full-fledged
preschooler, and he's counting on his little brother to carry the
torch. So, other than mentioning that the older brother is doing
fine in his special ed preschool (you may or may not remember he has
speech delays), and seems to have developed a dramatic aversion to the
cats in the household (we got adopted by a year-old stray about four
weeks ago), I won't be talking about him much.

Okay, one more bit about the older boy, and then I'll move on. Last
June, the preschool class for my older son had a "graduation"
ceremony, where the kids were celebrated for working hard, and given
little certificates (and cookies and juice). There were about a dozen
boys in the class, and only a single girl. Now, my boy may not have
much of a vocabulary, and he has some pretty strange ideas about how
the world works (which I gather is pretty standard for his age), but
he knew how to wind up sitting next to the only girl in the class.

As for the younger boy, he's a handful. Lately, he's discovered a
neat trick to get his older brother in trouble - he'll latch on to a
toy his brother is playing with, yell "Share!", and burst into tears.
If you're not watching closely, it looks exactly like he got robbed
by his big brother again. Since his brother isn't the most verbal of
preschoolers, he wound up taking quite a few timeouts before we caught
on. And you should have _seen_ the look of betrayal on the little
guy's face when we put HIM on timeout for trying to pull his stunt
when we were watching.

Well, I think I'll keep this one short and sweet. I *may* even follow
this one up before the end of the year...