This morning I mentioned that we might go to the farmer’s market. When I later changed my mind and asked Dash of he thought it was time to get dressed to go to the grocery store, he said “No! We’re not going to the grocery store. We’re going to the farmer’s market.” We went to the grocery store, FYI.

On Cricket: when she poops, she smells. When she smells, she pees.

Me: Knock knock! Dash: BANANA’S THERE!

When Dash does something biggish by himself we congratulate him. “Good job! You climbed on the bed all by your self!” “Wow! You brushed your teeth all by yourself!” Now he has started telling us everything he does all by himself. “I rolled over mommy. I did it all by myself!”

Dash certainly knows how to work a room. Having got a big reaction from everyone at his birthday dinner, he proceeded to scream “It’s raw!” (one of his Gordon Ramsay phrases) about 350 more times before finishing his meal.