Mono City mama

We have Internet again--hooray!!! I feel like I've been seriously incommunicado (sp?) these past couple weeks while we moved. And all I hear all day from my fascinating little conversationalist is: "Truck. BIG truck. Big truck. [Everything is a big truck.] Moorgee [more please]! All done. Moorgee! All done... BIG truck." You can safely bet that I am looking forward to some adult conversation at the little shindig that one of Brian's teachers is putting on this Friday.